Ode to the End of Summer

Earlier in this brutally hot season, fall seemed as if it would never arrive, promising relief from the blazing heat endured during the hottest season probably on record.

Now, although still sweat-worthy but tolerable, the end of summer brings the annual feeling of melancholy, which set in for me in today.


Tomorrow is officially autumn, sort of spring in reverse.

The leaves will turn from green to multicolored shades of the rainbow, falling ultimately to the ground and decay.

The trees will be left barren until springtime; and the process starts all over again.

The days have already grown shorter. Soon the nights will grow colder. I had to wear my hoodie while along the river last Thursday and Friday evening.

It’ll be such a pleasure sleeping with the windows open as cool, fresh air fills the room, while snuggling comfortably under a blanket and resting soundly as if in a cocoon.

Although an ode is described as a lyrical poem, please consider this present offering so far as free-form poetry.

A new season brings renewed hope for world peace, and an end to all this wretched insanity,

From the senseless bombings and killing of innocence, to explosive devices that have been causing calamity, all over the world, even in US cities.

Here in America, political and racial hatred is abound,

Election time has nearly come around.

I only hope a solution to this craziness will be found,

Before everyone is buried underground.

Best wishes we’ll all remain safe and sound.

Thank you very much for your continued support.


About Mike Slickster

As an early retiree with an honorary doctorate degree from the proverbial "School of Hard Knocks," this upcoming author with a lot of free time on his hands utilizes his expansive repertoire for humorous yet tragic, wildly creative writing that contains years of imaginative fantasy, pure nonsense, classic slapstick, extreme happiness and searing heartbreak; gathered by a wealth of personal experiences throughout his thrilling—sometimes mundane or unusually horrid—free-spirited, rock-'n'-roller-coaster ride around our beloved Planet Earth. Mike Slickster's illustrious quest continues, living now in Act Three of his present incarnation, quite a bit on the cutting edge of profundity and philosophical merriment as seen through his colorful characters, most notably evident in the amusing Thirty Days Across the Big Pond series, all of which can be found at Lulu.com.
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