a magpie ode to a season grown up

Magpie watering can 

August I want to hide in you; to bathe alone in your ethereal yellows and purples and greens; and then float away with the Queen Anne’s Lace on the side of the dirt road.

I want to crawl into your burgeoning ditches and sleep away long nights while you tread slow, waving breezes with your arms, making soft kisses on my skin.

I want to awaken with your dew in the grass in morning and find that the new pears and apples and rhubarb and gooseberry and tomato upstarts have already started the coffee and breakfast which we will of course have outside.

Rubbing my eyes I’m begging now, don’t leave August.

I need you with your lolling boats in the pendulum waters; your mellow and rich demeanour bewitching, casting sunshine diamonds on the water and pulling warm breath from the rocks.

August, you are summer grown up; I have caught up with you.

I think.

But don’t go.

This is a Magpie Tale.  For more creative responses to Willow’s wonderful visual creative writing prompts, visit here.  Go ahead – give it a try!  Stretching your creative muscles is good for you.

36 Comments

  1. Reply
    Boonsong August 10, 2010

    Wistful and powerful. Delightful.
    Thanks for this.
    All the best, Boonsong

  2. Reply
    pan August 10, 2010

    What a wonderful magpie! I love your descriptions, especially “lolling boats in the pendulum waters”.

  3. Reply
    Kavita August 10, 2010

    Don’t go indeed!
    So beautiful!! It was a heartfelt plea…
    LOVED the feeling in it…

  4. Reply
    Susannah August 10, 2010

    Beautiful! nice writing Jennifer.

  5. Reply
    Carol August 10, 2010

    ‘Your mellow and rich demeanour bewitching’….you have such a wonderful way with words!!
    C x

  6. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Thank you Boonsong!

  7. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    If only I could stay on a lolling boat in August forever! Thanks for visiting Pan.

  8. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Oh, thanks so much Kavita.

  9. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Thanks pal.

  10. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Oh, she is bewitching, no? Thanks Carol.

  11. Reply
    lisahgolden August 10, 2010

    August definitely has a different feel for me now. I really enjoyed this piece.

  12. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Thanks Lisa. It seems I adore August a little more every year. This year I don’t want to let her go.

  13. Reply
    brian August 10, 2010

    most excellent…love the descriptors…personally i am a fan of fall…the cool crisp mornings, but the way you describe it i may have fallen in love with late summer..beautiful.

  14. Reply
    Patti August 10, 2010

    This so beautiful, all lazy and dreamy like August can be. I love it.

  15. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Thanks Brian. I’m honoured, this coming from an excellent poet!

  16. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Thank you Patti, and for stopping into my lazy, dreamy August blog!

  17. Reply
    Helen August 10, 2010

    This is one of my favorites …………

  18. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Helen, you’re too kind. 🙂

  19. Reply
    Patience Ray August 10, 2010

    okay, maybe i do like odes afterall. this is beautiful, the whole thing filled me. love the idea of summer ‘grown up.’

  20. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    hehe! Patience you’re so kind! But I’ll take the compliment from such a wonderful poet.

  21. Reply
    Marilyn August 10, 2010

    This is so beautiful Jennifer – you have a magic way with words – I would love a writing class with you as the tutor.

  22. Reply
    ds August 10, 2010

    Beautiful. I was back in childhood staring at the sky twirling Queen Anne’s lace…summer grown up. I will never see August in the same way again. Thank you!

  23. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    So lovely of you to say that Marilyn – I’m honoured.

  24. Reply
    Jennifer August 10, 2010

    Queen Anne’s Lace reminds me of childhood too – so many of those August things do. I guess I’m claiming it back as a grown up now ds!

  25. Reply
    Teresa O August 11, 2010

    This is so rich with imagery. I could feel the August days through your writing. Simply lovely.

  26. Reply
    willow August 11, 2010

    This was a beautiful piece, only I can’t wait for August to move along and make way for fall!

  27. Reply
    Tumblewords August 11, 2010

    Superb! I’m happiest with August, too! You’ve written my heart here and I’m lovin’ it!

  28. Reply
    Jennifer August 11, 2010

    Thank you Teresa – and thanks for stopping by.

  29. Reply
    Jennifer August 11, 2010

    Thanks pal – and I’d arm-wrestle even you for a few days more of August.

  30. Reply
    Jennifer August 11, 2010

    I’m honoured to have done so TW. xo

  31. Reply
    rel August 12, 2010

    Jennifer,
    I love August. In fact Autumn is my favorite time every year.
    Nicely written,
    rel

  32. Reply
    Jennifer August 12, 2010

    I just love the ‘ripening’ and ‘mellowing’ of August – the colours get richer and growth gets lusher. Thank you Rel.

  33. Reply
    Selma August 12, 2010

    Lavish, bounteous, gorgeous imagery that I would love to roll about in. That is what it is like to a tee. Very well said!

  34. Reply
    Jennifer August 12, 2010

    Something any treehugging bohemian writer would love, right pal?

  35. Reply
    ~T~ August 12, 2010

    So few of us have nice things to say about August. This is a beautiful appreciation!

  36. Reply
    Jennifer August 12, 2010

    Aw thanks ~T~! I couldn’t think of a bad thing to say about August if I tried.

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