Before summer's pale...

At  dversepoets.com  Bjorn asks us to write flashback poetry:

Bluegrass chords lightly 
strummed,
erase present thoughts
I float suspended in time, 

clouds turn pink apricot

I recall a young true love 
of mine who 
still owns the key
to my full heart

"My dear, it is much like 
saving a dime -
always in my sock,
on my foot in a shoe,

like having a full apple cart,
or a glass of red wine
I'm reminded of a peace
I once knew 
when I was much 
younger than you."

Eagles' shadows 
with wings wafting wide usher 
in memories 
"Do you see the two buoyant 
silhouettes?" descending from
an teen age ice cream sky?"
Romance laced breezes glide 
by and revisit me

They carry summer scents 
of climbing roses 
and huckleberry pie
You hold marshmallows
to the fire and
giggle with delight
Evening folds into night

I fall into a white sleep 

and recall a boy with 
a special smile,
Doe cross the meadow 
without a sound;
his easy stride says 'I'll stay awhile'

Dreamy purple fills the sky

and I recall tangled, 
thorny bushes that creep, 
grab my knees
A chorus of frogs from a pond,

faded lilies nod and weep
Summer's sober robin eats bugs 
from cedar 
I long to stay amid moss green
 cattails and June's heavenly fog
forever

I see cats, mosquitoes,
 old friends swimming at the pool
we held hands in a theater
Going to church,
sitting behind him at school -
simple moments shared
Tugs like taffy pulling 
within my chest
How can it be possible?
Not since have many compared;
my friends (boys) then were 
better than the rest
He was the best -
but winds of change 
seem to already know 

their destinations, and

make me shiver to be gone

I inhale whispers 
from wood smoke encircling me,
as the world revolves 
our days away
Welcome changes, 
as well as those I did not invite,
reach me in Einstien's 
elegant time
I am lost and found again 
when your youthful laughter 
awakens me, 
brings me back
to what's at hand - 
eagles flying, calling me
to this present life 
with its mysteries grand