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Dandelion Dreams

by Brian Francis

Sometimes in silence
I remember corn-cob summer days
And pig roasts: smoke and fire
and the ever spinning carcass
Grass grown by a blazing summer sun
nurtured with sweating sky drops
Family - the laughing voices,
and comfortable rhythm and tones
Flag day or the 4th or just a family gathering
because there was love
where generations laughed
and fumbled to play a semi-sober game
Baked beans and salads galore, sodas, cousins, cars
Sometimes I wish I could live in my dreams
Forever laughing surrounded by love
Sometimes I think I can


Posted on 04/06/2006
Copyright © 2019 Brian Francis

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/06/06 at 04:35 PM

This brings back the best memories of summer- ones most of us have stored away in our memory. Very vivid and well written. Great job, good read!

Posted by Julie Adams on 04/10/06 at 06:49 PM

what a great slice of life you have captured here...the sights sounds tastes, all sizzling on the palette of your poem...I look forward to reading more of your work...all the best, *jewels*

Posted by Anne Engelen on 10/12/06 at 07:05 AM

you certainly put the reader right there with you!

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 10/16/07 at 04:57 AM

Those were the days. Got any watermelon on ice?.....Charlie

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