The Stranger

Summer crept up slowly and

Caught us totally off our guard

Like listening to an echo

Whispered from afar

Strained to hear those still soft words

That far off echoed call

A mystery foreign to our ears

A stranger to us all

But then with recognition

From the warming rays of sun

We remembered all those halcyon days

And the smiles and the fun

And the mirror cleared as crystal

As we heard that sweet refrain

Long days of summer sunshine

Are with us all again.




2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. M. Sakran
    Jun 09, 2014 @ 19:30:53

    I liked the metaphor in this poem of viewing summer as a person. It was interesting to see it introduced at the beginning, instead of seeing it only at the end. I noticed the rhyming pattern of having every other line rhyme after the first four. I have often found that rhyming helps the flow of a poem by giving anticipation of sound to readers. You might consider having poems with both rhyme and meter if you want a poem to flow more like a song with an increased anticipation of sound.

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  2. Jem Croucher
    Jun 09, 2014 @ 19:34:27

    Thanks. I’ll try that – always up for trying something new; and it’s amazing how often that happens even when you’ve been writing for over 40 years!



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