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Resort: At Night

Nobody can sleep in this heat
And outside the music's playing
As swimmers take the last secret swim.

The pool clearly says 'no swimming after 8'
But the drunken swimmers don't read signs
And we're all too taken with music from summers past
Specially created for its catchy summer beat.

And we'll love this when we go home
And the rash of the sun, and the tan we don't notice
And the sand in our hair are all memories
That just a few days ago we were on the beach.

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  • HannahBrookeXD
    May 7, 2007

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    Yes, this is so true! Ah, summer days on the beach- arn't they wonderful!! Thanks for entering -hannah


  • individuality gold member
    May 6, 2007

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    not been on holiday for ages, or swimming, i am so boring lol i did surf a wave in the bath earlier today though, made by a sudden bubble that popped into existence. i want to go on holiday now. a good poem.


  • PoetryDove
    May 4, 2007

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    This is such a fun poem about summmer. This is definately something you will remember for the rest of your life. The imagery is endless, you have so much of it. The description is brilliant...I just love everything about it. "Resort: At Night" is a great title for the poem, it suits this piece well. Everything went good together, which makes it even more enjoyable to read. I have no suggestions to give you, for it is already a wonderful poem.
    Good job!
    ~Poetrydove~


  • HaleyMary
    April 20, 2007
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    Beautiful write. Great imagery. Had a feeling of summers past in it, except for the drunks or course. No swimming after eight? What a silly rule. In the summer, people should be able to swim until it gets dark. Anyway, good write. Good luck in the contest.


  • She burns
    April 20, 2007

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    Jsut so beautiful and sweet again, memories of our lifes, carrying them wherever we go and in everything we do, seas of loving times<333


  • catz Moderators member
    April 20, 2007

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    I love this, pozo !! It reminds me of summers in my youth, not the drunken swimmers so much, although I met a few of them, too.

    But those summer days at the lake side resort were so much fun, and the evenings brought on the guitar players, dancing in the gazebo to Nat King Cole singing Mona Lisa on the juke box in the middle of the floor. There were others of course but Mona Lisa was my favorite. And we'd roast hotdogs and marshmallows over a bonfire. And yes, someone would sneak a case of beer. Awww... such wonderful memories your poem brings to mind, my dear.

    You've written this so naturally and so smoothly. You did great with this... and thanks for the look back in time for me

    I wish you the best in the contest

    love and
    Mom

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