It’s Poetry Friday!

A recent series of thunderstorms reminded me of this wonderful collection of short poems by James Stevenson about ordinary, everyday things (mostly in summer).

SUMMER STORM

WHEN THE THUNDERSTORM COMES
PUNCHING ITS WAY THROUGH TOWN,
THE DOG STICKS HER NOSE UNDER THE SOFA.
ALL OF US FLINCH AS THE LIGHTENING HITS,
REVEALED AS CRINGING COWARDS IN THE FLASH.
RAIN HURLS ITSELF INTO THE STREET.
THE OLD HOUSE TREMBLES.
BUT EVERYBODY KNOWS
WHEN THIS LETS UP AND THE SKY TURNS BLUE,
WE’LL THROW OUR SNEAKERS OFF AND RACE
TO MUDDY PUDDLES DEEP AND WARM
AND KICK THE WATER BACK INTO THE SKY.

James Stevenson
Sweet Corn Poems

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One Response

  1. Great poem. Some of my favorite summer memories are the times we spent playing in the gutter at the edge of the street after a thunderstorm.

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