Written for Trifextra: Week Seventy-Eight.
Missing you
Summer slides by,
Blue skies and buttery days.
I remember when the sun wasn’t
An enemy,
When we lay under a canopy of oak leaves,
Faces freckled with light,
And ignored the future.
(33 words)
Written for Trifextra: Week Seventy-Eight.
Missing you
Summer slides by,
Blue skies and buttery days.
I remember when the sun wasn’t
An enemy,
When we lay under a canopy of oak leaves,
Faces freckled with light,
And ignored the future.
(33 words)
kallan annie 
#1 by The Real Cie on July 27, 2013 - 5:14 am
In many ways, this could describe my relationship with my brother. We were very close as children but have become distant and somewhat estranged in adulthood.
#2 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 12:51 am
That must be so hard. Life does have a way of chewing up relationships and spitting them out. Thank you so much for dropping by and commenting, Cie.
#3 by Jo-Anne Teal (@jtvancouver) on July 27, 2013 - 6:05 am
So evocative of summers gone by, I can almost hear the Beach Boys and my best friend’s voice. A beautiful memory, KA.
#4 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 12:52 am
Thank you, Jo-Anne. The Beach Boys really do say summer, don’t they? As it happens, I did write this in memory of my best friend–whom I still miss on a daily basis.
#5 by walktofree on July 27, 2013 - 7:03 am
..this is really nice:)
#6 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 12:53 am
Thank you so much, walktofree–I really appreciate it.
#7 by Gabriella on July 27, 2013 - 8:19 am
Lovely way to evoke the passing of time!
#8 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 4:41 am
Thank you, Gabriella!
#9 by LaTonya M. Baldwin on July 27, 2013 - 10:58 am
A slice of youth so many of us can relate to. Love the use of color through image, effective and inviting. Well done.
#10 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 4:45 am
I always look forward to your comments, LaTonya–on my blog and on others’ blogs. You don’t just skim the entries, you READ the entries, and I love your thoughtful responses. Thank you!
#11 by LaTonya M. Baldwin on August 6, 2013 - 9:06 pm
You are too cool. It’s nice to know you appreciate the read. I honestly try. Thank you and congratulations on your placing.
#12 by Anne Chia on July 27, 2013 - 1:14 pm
I love the play with words and colours, but also the meaning the lines could hold, a love affair gone sour, a couple now old, or sibblings reminiscing on good times
#13 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 4:46 am
Thank you so much, Anne. I based this on a specific memory but left some of those specific memories deliberately ambiguous. I’m glad it worked for you.
#14 by chamblee54 on July 27, 2013 - 1:23 pm
As Mick Jagger would say, I been missing you. He turned 70 yesterday. That might be the only thing he has missed.
#15 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 4:50 am
Yes, I’d heard he turned 70. He still seems to have a surplus of energy, at least physically, even if he’s still performing the same old (admittedly awesome) songs.
#16 by Draug419 on July 27, 2013 - 4:33 pm
This is great. It could have so many meanings.
#17 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 4:50 am
Thanks, Draug! I appreciate you stopping by.
#18 by Ashley K. on July 27, 2013 - 5:33 pm
I agree there could be multiple meanings. I am getting from the sun being “an enemy” and the freckles – skin cancer. But that might just be where my head goes because there’s a lot of cancer surrounding me these days. Anyway, this was lovely.
#19 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 4:58 am
I can see how that interpretation might arise. The truth is a bit more prosaic–as I’ve gotten older, I’ve become more sensitive to sunlight, so the sun and I aren’t exactly chummy anymore.The friend I wrote this for died years ago, hence the sadness that’s lurking around the edges of this piece — and that probably fed the cancer interpretation.
#20 by Linda Vernon on July 27, 2013 - 10:28 pm
Yikes. I’m feeling guilty now. I’ve been ignoring the future all summer. I really liked your take! 😀
#21 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 4:59 am
Summer is made for ignoring the future! It’s the whole point of summer!
#22 by oberon732013 on July 28, 2013 - 12:15 am
This is lovely I like the imagery and ‘buttery days’ says so much. Great.
#23 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 5:00 am
I’m so glad you liked the “buttery days” phrase. It worked for me, but I wasn’t sure it would for anyone else. Thanks for commenting!
#24 by Ruby Manchanda on July 28, 2013 - 3:53 am
yes, yes, yes! I like this one
#25 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 5:00 am
:))) I’m so pleased you liked this, Ruby.
#26 by jannatwrites on July 28, 2013 - 4:36 am
I like the description of blue skies and buttery days. This made me smile because I can remember a time (long ago) when the future was something I needn’t worry about til I was older. I’m older now 🙂
#27 by kallanannie on July 28, 2013 - 5:01 am
I’m older now too, and it’s kind of shocking how suddenly that future sneaks up on you, isn’t it? Yikes! Thanks, Janna, for stopping by.
#28 by yarnspinnerr on July 28, 2013 - 6:51 am
I remember when the sun wasn’t
An enemy
under the mango trees.
i can relate with this.
Lovely writing 🙂
#29 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 4:45 am
Meeting poem with poem–I love it! Thank you, yarnspinner. And, mmm, mangos….
#30 by yarnspinnerr on July 29, 2013 - 4:49 am
The mango season is nearly at its end here.
🙂
#31 by Suzanne on July 28, 2013 - 12:26 pm
This is just gorgeous! So bittersweet. So lovely.
#32 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 4:46 am
Thank you so much, Suzanne.
#33 by Tara R. on July 28, 2013 - 12:48 pm
There were so fewer worries when we were kids. I liked the phrase “buttery days.” That was how it was.
#34 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 4:49 am
Childhood and young adulthood–we might have worries, but most of us don’t grasp what real worry is at that age. Thanks for the comment and the appreciation of “buttery days.”
#35 by Valerie on July 28, 2013 - 1:40 pm
This is amazing! Buttery days, and being young enough to ignore the future perfectly sum up youth. Excellent work Kallan Annie!!
#36 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 4:51 am
Thank you for your generous comment, piratical one! Some days I wish I could still ignore the future.
#37 by Tina on July 28, 2013 - 2:24 pm
How beautiful! I loved the picture this painted for me, even if it was a little bittersweet.
#38 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 4:53 am
So much of life is bittersweet, and that’s not always a bad thing, i guess. Thanks for the lovely comment.
#39 by mairzeebp on July 28, 2013 - 9:33 pm
I love the picture this paints. Well done!!
#40 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 4:54 am
Thanks so much, mairezeebp!
#41 by Renada Styles on July 28, 2013 - 10:21 pm
wouldn’t we all love to ignore the future on a perfect sunny, i mean ‘buttery’, day.
#42 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 4:55 am
Oh, yes, please, bring on the future-forgetting! Life would be so much more relaxing!
#43 by humanTriumphant on July 28, 2013 - 10:42 pm
I, too, heard melanoma as I read this, but I’m skewed that way (working in healthcare). It’s quite lovely & surely would fit well in that role.
#44 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 4:59 am
That’s one of the lovely things about poetry–it takes where our imaginations choose to go. In the end there’s no right or wrong, just our reactions. Thanks for stopping by, human triumphant!
#45 by debseeman on July 28, 2013 - 11:13 pm
Very beautiful piece. I can hear it from several different perspectives, friends, lovers, family. They all fit.
#46 by kallanannie on July 29, 2013 - 5:03 am
Thank you, Deb. I love that this works for different people in different ways. We all have our unique yearnings, regrets and cherished memories, so it makes sense that we interpret poetry from ur own unique perspectives.