Day 6 – The Summer Hermit

An example of what it would be like to be a grumpy old curmudgeon living in a condominium unit with a view of the pool.

 

Palm trees,

Barely a year old,

Hover tall among the sunbathers,

Nearly as bold.

There’s close-cut grass

Browning in the sun–

Still greener than this concrete jungle, though.

Drenched clothes

(That shouldn’t be allowed in the pool!)

Cling translucently tight to their hosts’ forms

As they splosh around in slippery flip-flops,

Leaving wet criss-crossed trails to the rest houses.

A girl’s hitting her head

To get the water out her ears

She’s jumping as she does it–

Looks almost like she’s dancing–Ha!

There’s a boy wiping his face,

Trying to get the water out of his eyes

(As if he’ll ever get the water out of his eyes).

A group of noisy college kids

Grapple with each other

On one of the benches–

The miracle of how they all fit–

To find the position for the perfect group selfie.

The whole bunch of them giggle and scream;

Somehow the couple in the corner stays kissing,

Undisturbed,

Unlike the constantly splashing water.

It’s summer outside.

I can hear its breeze calling.

I shut the window.

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