" Life, it seems, is series of eras, periods, and ages that are constantly shifting, rearranging, being integrated, and viewed anew."
- Karen Edmisten
I am always on the lookout for well-stated thoughts to inspire my day. While reading Karen Edmisten's blog recently, I decided to capture the above quote to add to the Poetry Sisters' writing challenge.
It's the end of June, and the Poetry Sisters invited PoetryPals to join June's challenge. Here's the scoop from Tanita Davis: "We’re greeting the opening act of summer with a triptych." Tanita was introduced to the poetic format by Tabatha Yeatts, who shared West Coast poet and essayist Louise Ireland’s three-act August Triptych.
Even though I never heard of a triptych poem, I decided to bring together three different summertime moments as poet Linda Pastan did in her Summer Triptych. My triptych poem went through many revisions, so it is still in the draft stage. Wordy narration, was a start.
“It’s strange how summers from different decades can be yoked together by memory in a single poem.” -Linda Pastan
Summer Love Connections
1.
Love is summer's heated-blush
to a young lady, who arrived late.
A sun-kissed sky, and one crutch
slowly. moved me toward a surprising spark of connections.
From the thumping of his heartbeats,
smiles and conversations rose.
Temperatures swelled and
whisperings swirled as
hearts melded together.
2.
Summers passed by; full-bloom gardens
shared nature's nurturing fragrance.
Hearts deepened as heated sands
and roaring waves ebbed and flowed.
The sounds of children's voices
echoed across ocean waves and
cherished memories lit sunsets.
Love sparked amidst life's shifting,
and tides of ups and down.
Anniversaries broadened.
Summers renewed a bond.
Love connections flourished.
along with blooming gardens
of florals and herbs
and refreshing waves.
3.Summer years followed;
love grew like the deer family
marching strategically from the woods.
Geese paraded with fledglings broods.
At times, connections were
lost in unexpected time warps.
Sunrise either brought warmth
or skytears of gray mornings.
New home renewed life's designs
until love split in half as
one life slipped heavenward.
draft, CVarsalona, 2026
Hope and faith are strong components in life. Connections are anchors. Love and nature nurture life. Breathe in. Breathe out and notice what is precious in our lives and on our earth of contrasts
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My time slipped by so this blog was finished into the wee hours of Saturday morning.
