Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on September 4, 2012
Blonde ales and pilsners
Speak summer to me
Curve Ball graphics
Of Egyptian pyramids
Against the Cascades
Lit by a haloed sun
As a baseball rushes
Into the foreground
Hooray for summer beer
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on September 2, 2012
The sky was everywhere
Escape could not be had
Emergency shelters were
Closed on just another day
In a long week of days
Determined to end summer’s
Wistful afternoon reveries
Please pick the apples
Before Eden’s gate closes
With insufficient notice
And undue finality
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on September 1, 2012
The washing flutters
In blue sky immensity
Sail boats race the bay
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on August 30, 2012
Night rises from the bay
Hasten’s the moon’s descent
Into the calm Salish Sea
Islands mirror the light
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on August 29, 2012
I wonder if Schopenhauer would
Have embraced jazz with its
Roots in American slavery
And his wondrous belief in
Music seeking the soul
Not the intellect
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