Well, I met Stacy online last year at an emerging theology site called Open Source Theology (OST). It quickly became obvious that she was a real writer - someone who understands how to put the words together to communicate not just facts, but also feelings. Stacy Barton writes poetry (and she also does plays and short stories). Her latest sally is a collection of short stories called "Surviving Nashville".
Well, I visited her blog last week and found that in a couple of posts, she had very casually tossed up some fascinating poetry . With her permission, I am putting up the 'less finished' piece here in this post and another one (more finished?) further down in my sidebar.
So, here's June, which Stacy feels is less finished, or even unfinished. The idea of putting up an unfinished and unpolished poem is to allow any of my lucky readers to participate in finishing a 'living' poem. Well here's your chance! And a golden chance it is indeed. That rarest of things, a creative work in progress, and you get to participate!
So, if anyone wants to suggest some changes, or add a stanza or two, please go ahead and feel free, and if Stacy likes it, the poem may end up being properly published in one of her future collections (no promises)!
june 
june means summer
which means kids and pools and sunscreen and sandy beaches
and hot dogs and popsicles
and sleeping in
and afternoon movies with the shades pulled.
summer also means forgetting to buy groceries
(thus the hot dogs)
or do the laundry
(thus the swimsuits)
or go to bed at a reasonable hour
(thus the sleeping in)
If you want to read more, then hunt your way down to the poetry section in my sidebar for Stacy Barton's "At Dusk"
