Don’t Rush Me

Starting my morning journal notes, yesterday, July 31,
I wrote August 31, 2011 and as soon as I realised
my error I crossed out the August and wrote July and

Don’t rush it, Pal. Summer’s in the fast lane
and frost will nip the tomatoes,  winter will
blow shivering cold, ice my streets soon enough, — so

So don’t rush me. Skin dries and wrinkles fast enough,
and my ears already call for hearing aids, did I mention
teeth, digestion, knees wobbling, low back pain ???

So don’t rush — chill. Now, I’ll lie down under the sprinkler,
feel the thousand drops tingle my face, eat cake for breakfast,
drink some sunlight, give sunlight kisses to Mary

eat ripe tomatoes with salt, have a third cup of coffee,
dunk chocolate in it. Chill, it’s still summer and
at age 120, I will dance the night before I die.

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About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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