Sunshine- Daily Writing – May 23
May 27th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily WritingAfternoons in the back yard in white cricket pants. The ball coming in at reckless speed while over head the sun beat down with the force of kick drum at a rock concert, drilling into our heads, our backs, our necks and our arms – but we didn’t care – yes we could get sunburn but it was nothing to worry about then – now completely different of course.
Thick semolina afternoons of lying about beside the pool soaking up chlorine germ killer, lying under the sun that painted strokes of heat over our exposed backs and raw legs. The piercing light bulb in the sky that made school holidays last forever as if it was a time machine and each minute seemed to yawn by. How can I get back there – I’m now trapped and overwhelmed in dark dungeons behind unfriendly computer screens and my soul just wants to let sunshine in. I want to drink in that sweet orangey yellow lucozade mornings where the shadows creep long against the sides of buildings as if the sun is stretching its arms and yawning. I want to catch those last rays of evening after the sunshine has turned to a piny purple glow but they’re like tadpoles that slip away through my fingers. So pure so clean so fresh these beautiful rays of sunshine…
