summer congregation

I said I'd write more poems about my friends...so here's an ode to all the amazing women in my life, you know who you are.

central image is ‘The Wedding Planner’ by David Hettinger.

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Why is it, 
     each time 
     the sun returns
I only think of you?

thoughts stick —like moistened strands
our hair a golden cloak 
In summer’s grass we lie
     as one
in knots of flowers blue

my fear, like butter, melts
spread soft against your love
my fairy girls you reach
     In me
lost glee, and nurse it back

your laughs, like silk, shield firm
from grief —protect my eyes
     It seems
whispered, your summer tales
help me forget, the freeze

the dark hum of winter
each year pulls me under
     my screams
trapped mute beneath ice flats


     —Just time can bring me back


So
when sun returns
      At last
I hear your songs of love 
sisters of the chapel, meld into a choir

break free of fright
I run
      all night
to join you all
 the summer congregation.

If "summer congregation" resonated with you, I hope it brought to mind the incredible women who brighten your world.

I’d love to know, what do you think makes female friendships so special, so powerful? What's one memory that perfectly captures that magic for you?

as always, have a wonderful day,

Jas

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