Camp Chingachgook Bound
(Broadway, Saratoga Springs N.Y. circa 1967)
By John R.Greenwood
Maternal guards
Arms patiently folded
Await Trailway’s bus
Of grey, white, and chrome
Childhood friends
Sit anxious
Atop black trunk
Of bug spray and sweatshirts
Visions of swims
In cold Lake George waters
Pine-nestled cabins with
Green paint-peeled
Screen doors
That slam in the night
Cold pancake breakfast
Bright plastic dishes
Hikes on Buck Mountain
July campfire wishes
Memories born
Journeys long taken
Bring life to the surface
Smiles freshly shaken
Thanks for the picture
Of those pictured here
For time in a capsule
Sweet, savored, and dear
what divine imagery your words have painted here.
ReplyDeleteenjoyed the version of your entry.
Glad to see you share a 2nd piece.
Wonderful imagery. Great combination of picture and poetry.
ReplyDeleteHere is my entry
http://jackedwardspoetry.blogspot.com/2011/09/rose.html
Brings those childhood memories flooding back to mind! Wonderful writing, and a great photograph!
ReplyDeletehttp://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/18/i-am-loved/
so great love the combination of picture and poetry you did
ReplyDeletehttp://gatelesspassage.com/2011/08/27/the-island-breeze/
I just realized that I still have that trunk. Whoa...
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and remembered, John.
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