summer is
bathing suits tossed
over a shower curtain rod
..drip..
..drip..
rain on the roof
of a tent
..drip..
..drip..
ground up beans
hot water, a chipped mug
..drip..
..drip..
…drip.
surrounded by skeeters and snores
tucked in the smokey foothills
surrounded by blinking, moving stars on the ground
in an open field, on a small farm, under a starless sky
surrounded by your best friends and
people you don’t know, but somehow do
surrounded by soft swirls of smoke
sipping cheap beer
here
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Love this!
“surrounded” reminds me of a summer night long ago working at a state park near Custer, South Dakota, when we slept outside, spilled our guts under the stars, and woke up surrounded by buffalo.
i love that! your experience seems similar in feeling to mine, thank you for sharing