End of Summer Poetry

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As the summer ends in a mere two weeks, I want to share two poems I wrote while sitting at our public pool with my oldest grandchildren.  My time brought back many memories of my own children there and created new ones with their children. And it wasn’t so long ago that I was doing the splashing while my great grandfather sat in the shade watching our memories.


Splashing chemicals amplify vocal fun

In the rectangle water splendor of the blue depth

Space invaded by towels and bragging youth

I glimpse with a longing to a fleeting peace.

As I sit being the adult in a comfortable blue chair

Trying to squeeze a few words out

Between voices of hello, inquiry, or joking

I reflect that that was once me.

When I was full of mischief and wonder

And I enjoyed every moment of it—even now.



They gather in groups

Gossiping, judging, and peering outward

Laughter speckles their words

Motions are meant to draw attention

Embarrassment high, manners forgotten

They fight each other with a new-found rebellion

Words carry out to adults laced in challenge

But a voice of reason tampers that down

Energy high

Expectations higher

Egotism highest

In a broken-up conversation with unmatched replies

All in adolescence wonder…

Are public pool activities of the youth.


Watch for a special edition blog this week.

Embrace your inner child with a book of poetry! D.L. Finn

41 thoughts on “End of Summer Poetry”

  1. Wow! You did such a great job of portraying youngsters at a public pool, Denise. I could hear their laughter and see their embarrassed attempts at flirting or getting another’s attention. Fantastic!

  2. Loved both poems, Denise. In the first, I feel melancholy at how the scene recalls a time in your youth. In the second, it’s more of a comfortable observation, reflection at how youth eventually matures.


  3. These poems invoked such a longing for those days gone by. I smile as I remember my daughter’s excited and happy chatter whenever we visited the pool. I too have the joy of watching her now interact with her own sweet child. Thanks for the trip down memory lane, Denise. These poems are wonderful.

  4. Thanks, Soooz. The excitement of summer and those days by the pools are such wonderful memories. We are very lucky to be there for the next generation’s exploration of it, too!

    1. Thank you, Rob. I had planned on writing some poetry but was easily side tracked with all that was going on around me and I went with that.

    1. It is a mouthful, Jacqui as was that moment. I realized I was no longer the one splashing around but watching:)

  5. Both of those brought back memories of my summers spent at a public pool, Denise, especially as a child. You really captured the essence of those days. Great job!

    1. Thanks, Mae! It was surreal to be back there. It brought back a lot of memories for me. Glad it did the same for you:)

  6. Hi, Denise! Great summer poems! I get very vivid imagery from these and lots of memories of my cousins and me splashing around in public pools, growing up in NYC. Well done! 😀 xo

    1. Thanks, Vashti! I love these brought back some good memories for you in NYC:) It made me a bit nostalgic for those carefree days of summer. xo

    1. Thanks, Bette! I felt the same way sitting there and remembering. I’m with you it does feel like yesterday!

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