
It’s sobering to think that while summer is celebrated in some parts of the world with music festivals, sporting tournaments, flower shows, fringe festivals, craft fairs, parties in the park and general cavorting about in the streets, people in other parts of the world where poverty appears to be endemic are struggling to put nutritious food in their children’s bellies. And in yet other parts of the world, they are too busy firing missiles at each other. My poem, therefore, is sadly only about modern summer living in some parts of the world.
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21st Century Song of Summer
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men a-quaffin’ the juice of hops
tills a-chingin’ in garden shops
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bands a-playin’ on festive sprees
birds a-cooin’ in sun-kissed trees
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peeps a-scoffin’ al fresco pies
guys a-wooin’ as hemlines rise
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folks a-strollin’ in bustling streets
girls a-chattin’ on social meets
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teens a-cruisin’ the latest craze
mums a-cussin’ on school-less days
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A carved wooden statue of Merlin stands in Carmarthen town centre. A mythical Celtic shaman, he was a constant in British folklore between the 5th and 15th centuries….
. Cold winds blow through city streets as winter’s grip takes hold and grey souls in downbeat worlds retreat to lies untold. . Rain-lashed pavements now are bare,…
Sounds like summer to me!
I’m definitely in the ‘men a-quaffin’ the juice of hops’ group.
I’d take mums a-cussin, but my kids disappear over the holidays
Love seeing how the “song of summer” evolves each year—it really captures the mood of the moment. Just like music, storytelling plays a huge role in shaping culture. As someone exploring children’s book publishing in New York, I find it fascinating how creative trends influence what we write and share… Read more »