Celebrating the 4th of July in Munising

Celebrating the 4^th of July in Munising

By Sharon Brunner

Waking from a deep, restful slumber,

bogs of fog wove through the mist.

Bugs swatted, leaving behind slimy matter.

Smell of bacon wafted from the campsites.

Children laughing, playing with toys,

riding bicycles and pulling wagons . 

Trailers pulled by diesel engines.

Clowns telling jokes, freely bantering.

Skin tan from the summer sun.

Assemble to watch war heroes marching.

School bands playing loudly for their audience,

ignoring the sweat gathering on their brows.

Stoic statues stand picturesque in the park.

Masses file through crowded streets,

to go to summer parties, paid by the reap

of this year’s earnings.

Is it sane to bane, what a sham, or is it?

A row of vendors selling their wares,

musicians citing words from favored songs.  

Uncle Don’s delicious homemade pies.

Aunt Donna said it’s time to grill,

Potato salad, beans, bratwurst, and hot dogs.

Cousins pat and form the burgers.

Corn on the cob, wrapped in foil.

Feeling like fatted hogs, eating heartily. 

Sitting around with family, memories cherished.

Find the core, turn the page, dear ones caring.

Laid on the grassy knoll, staring upward intently.

Brightly colored fireworks, smoke lingers.

It’s time to quit and call it a day.

Before retiring, enjoyed Diary Queen treats.

Another 4^th of July celebrated in the beautiful

town of Munising.

 

Challenge: to write a poem and/or short story from the words  our

teams came up with during the Word Up Game on Dec. 14^th, 2010.

Sane      deep     tan         smokes                stoic       wagon  wove

Paid       joke       reap       or            page      care       hale       foil

Laid        bogs      ob           banter  core       toy         node

Cove      roar        maim     form      of            pie          hogs      said

Bane      sham     quit        lox          bugs      slimy      cite