stopped at a red light
this hot and humid morning
a clean well dressed man
decked out in Ray Bans
and Rock and Roll attitiude
plays his air guitar
right on the corner!
i guess we’re his audience
’cause he’s not all shy
strummin’ his windmill
and doin’ his best Pete Townsend
impression for us
.
.
it’s September now
there is a shift in the wind
of changing seasons
Autumn will arrive
overnight without warning
perfect hand holding
and jacket weather
a painter’s color palette
of richly hued days
but this sun loving
psyche is seeing red flags
among the colors…
my conditioned response
of winter’s foul history…
soul draining darkness…
lonely bitter winds
through this heart and empty arms…
of sad memories
better left buried…
sunless days that never end,
the grey after grey
white season of fears…
the unfairness of Winter
following Autumn…
so the light turns green…
but i’m not ready yet to
give up on Summer!
i say farewell my
street mime air guitar hero!
and i thank you for
snapping me out of
air conditioned stupor
down go the windows!
because there ‘aint no
cure for my Summertime Blues
but sun and hot air!
.
.
who could know then 
oh how this took me back and how our moods change with the Seasons and thank you for the song…we are in Spring and soon our summer and my writing will change with it….lovely *MF* 🙂 (hugs)
yeah, i’m never prepared to face the Winter, so i try and soak up all the sun i can absorb now!
i was just reading your string of Haiku, nicely penned. it’s fun, isn’t it?
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I enjoyed this! I’m so not ready either and squeezing as much summer but how the days are shorter already! “perfect hand holding” this gave Autumn at least an A+ until that blasted Winter.
good morning tracesofthesoul and a warm welcome to you.
oh, i’m so not ready! i can feel the days change and my psyche sends out these warning signals that i just can’t ignore. and yes jackets and handholding weather are but a temporary reprieve, oh how i suffer the winter, as it sounds like you do. thank you for leaving such an engaging comment, i really appreciate your response.
I thought this was a good read. I liked the the use of the air-guitar guy in vcontrast to your emotions.>KB
hi kB, and ty. i’ve been reading so many wonderful ode to Autumn poems, and i knew this poem was rumbling around in my head for a few days, and then yesterday, there he was on the corner playing air guitar, all by himself. so the song made all the connections.
funny how things work out sometimes!
Serendipity!>KB
heh, i’m a believer brother, that’s how i met Scout!
…soul draining darkness. Perfect description for what’s coming. Wonderful poem. Chicago can be a dark and dreary “soul draining” place. Really excellent.
yes it can, you know very well what i’m describing. i’ve had some very rough winters here,
much worse than when i lived in NY. and ty, hitandrun, it’s always so good to see you on my pages.
that was wonderful.
no one hates winter
more than i do my friend
not even scout.lol
oh, i digress and it’s not Scout, it’s me.
i have S.A.D, i’m clinically bad without the sun.
the last few years have been better, but i still
get that anxiety around this time of year.
ty, errin, always fun chatting with you1
i understand. i’m counting the days.at least you can hold scout’s hand.
…yeah, this is about the time i start counting and praying for a long Indian Summer and a shorter Winter…i’m outside with my dogs all year, so it gets tough on these okd bones…LOL!
i worry about winter all year long.it’s an everyday worry..
you don’t have old bones. maybe you could train scout to take care of the others,,so you don’t have to go outside.
..oh, i was only kidding..i’m actually in fine health;..no ailments, no meds…but i care for dogs, i’m in service to dogs, it’s my day job…i wrote about it a little in ‘our decade of dogs’..pretty sure it posted in late June.
i know you were kidding.i will find it in june….
i’m not even going to tell you what page my health is on, b/c : 1. you think the 8 pages of vitamins were bad & 2. i don’t even know what page it’s on, or the title.lol
what better job could there be than one with dogs!
well, errin i’m so sorry to hear about your health. better we talk privately about it later,
if you want. and yes, i feel pretty fortunate doing what i do, i spend my entire day caring for dogs.
thank-you. yes best do that.
that’s a great day
spending your day with dogs
no time for cats.
(i’m joking about cats).
i was just talking to a duck
& a tiny shih tzu came up behind me & her father said she was dying to talk to me.lol
uuhhmm…i think there’s a Haiku or two in there somewhere!
i was just talking to a duck
& a tiny shih tzu came up behind me &
her father said she was dying to talk to me.lol
oh you are so right.LOL
here’s 1
was talking to a duck
shih tzu was dying
to talk to me too.
oh, my sympatico sister!
i knew you had it in you..LOL!
scout could have made a haiku with that..lol
oh, you’re too modest girl!
lol
wait did you just insult scout
well, i hope not, but you know this is
the hour my brain begins to not work so….LOL!
i know .it’s too sleepy to read muses in waiting, i just typed.
i think you are lucky, mine never works
oh, i read it, it’s so very sweet errin, ty.
sorrry, what do you mean?
i think you are lucky, mine never works
oh you did read it.my computer’s brain is slow too.
i mean my brain never works.lol
yes, i loved it, but i won’t comment on it,
i don’t want to make ben upset..LOL!
LOL. he won’t mind. anyway he is still talking to me on the one 2 muses before this one.lol
‘muse in waiting’, i guess i’ll have to scribble that
on my business card now….LOL!
and i think this sleepyhead needs to say
g’nite errin
lol yes scribble….it was just a joke; i have to keep you both.
g’nite Then or g’nite Who
Conditioned response indeed. I love the way this flowed. What a terrific blues poem!
hi Cubby and a warm welcome to you this morning!
once i saw mr air guitar, this poem just spilled out this morning,
i’m so glad you enjoyed it ’cause i had fun writing it!
Evocative and, hey The Who
Got to be a winner!
..hi beeseeker, well i guess i’m not above playin’ to the crowd LOL!
.good to see you, thanks a lot for coming by.
ain’t no cure for a Pinball Wizard neither! Enjoyable reading. Feeling the heat, but the window’s down and I’m rockin’!
ha! well you ROCK ON Mr M!
may your cubic inches take you as fast
and as far as you need to go!
I can’t relate~ my music tastes are different but, if I were just reading your impressionistic viewpoints and your insights I could catch hear strong motivations behind each writing /word.