PENTICTON • by Lee Beavington

Electric evening
summer’s epilogue
my father elevated
idling on the shore
beside rippling moonlight
I hold my breath
for the promise of wonder and fire
a gunshot wakes the sleeping sky
coloured powder soars
flowers bloom beneath the stars
fleeting petals of tulip and rose
with pistil explosions
spraying sparkling pollen

I see Dad
his irises dancing in awe
reflecting red twirls
and yellow waltzes
that pull me into a smile
a place of quiet magic
amidst deafening rainbows

Lee Beavington is an author, biologist and photographer, and works as a lab instructor at Kwantlen University. You can find him near rivers, ferns, chocolate, dance halls and used book stores. Check out his blog at http://leeodyssey.blogspot.com on creativity and writing or read his weekly 100-word bioflash at http://www.leebeavington.com.

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Posted on March 29, 2009 in Poems
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6 Responses to “PENTICTON • by Lee Beavington”


  1. Roberta SchulbergGoro Says:
    March 29th, 2009 at 8:04 am

    Melodious loveliness of a poem of sparkling lights from fireworks and reflected water, the soft rhythm matching the ripples of flashing moonlight on the water. My thought was that the event in this impressively constructed poem was the Fourth of July, but the poem said “summer’s epilogue”; an epilogue is an ending and early July a beginning to summer, so I guess it’s about another celebration. Admirably beautiful.

  2. Robin Herrnfeld Says:
    March 29th, 2009 at 12:15 pm

    Lovely images, which blossomed for me on about the third read. Nice one.

  3. dj barber Says:
    March 29th, 2009 at 4:23 pm

    Vividly told.

    –dj

  4. rumjhum Says:
    March 29th, 2009 at 6:59 pm

    I was about to say the same thing, but DJ beat me to it. :-)

  5. Oonah V Joslin Says:
    March 30th, 2009 at 7:30 am

    That father image a natural antedote to Angel’s rather cruel picture. Thank you, Lee.

  6. Lee Beavington Says:
    April 4th, 2009 at 6:45 pm

    Thanks for the wonderful comments. This poem was inspired by a memory of being in Penticton as a kid near the end of summer, and my dad and I sharing in the wonder of fireworks over the lake.

    Cheers,
    Lee

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