A Fun On A Summer Where


A Fun On A Summer Where

A Fun On A Summer Where
by George C. Palaganas a.k.a. Cool Dela Peña

It happened one summer with a piece of junk
dusty and full of cobwebs on the corner
all it needs is to see the light of day
out from the garage for its two wheels to startle.
It started on the empty streets around the neighborhood
but none was there to notice except kids selling Kool-Aid of lemon
and from the kitchen came-out a bagful of sandwiches
for a longer trek, hug all sleep to dismantle.
Coming upon a tiny house near a dead railroad
and before arriving to an old theater in Dunbar
a hump to avoid, a downslope to throttle
on freehands till downtown I scramble.
Stopping by the roadside overlooking the English Bay
next to a girl busy with a paperback
a munch of bread, a look at the shoreline
for on the ship in large letters, Symphony of Fire it was written.
Passing by Kitsilano's Malone restaurant
and earnest sunbathers reclining on turfs and green
off I go to nearby Jericho
a trailer by the sea is all that I find.
The slopes at UBC is a real hard climb
but the view of Wreck Beach from the top is a breath-taker
scattered floating timbers, the steepest cliff
and on your thought, a wrecked ship! from the Galeons of old time.
It was not for long before a pack of sports riders
pass before me oblivious of silence
off they go, laughing, boisterously talking
knowing at downhill, it will be all a free-wheel drive.
Then the moment has come for me to be home in Marpole
so with the junk I retrace my path to French and Granville
Pink as it is, for it was designed for a lady
but it was my ticket to a fun on a summer where.

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stellar commented on A Fun On A Summer Where


Wow..nice...You paint a very good picture with words..you perfectly captured the scene...^_^ v

Crush commented on A Fun On A Summer Where


i like this because of how descriptive it is. the reader is taken along, invited if you will, to experience part of your great summer. thank you.



04-Nov-2009 Wednesday Hi Crush! My e-addie is drgeorgecaingletpalaganas@yahoo.com and my phone number is 001-206-339-2624. I will be needing your e-addie so I can get you connected with Yahoo! Messenger. Have a great day! George

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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