That’s Where I’ll Be

18 May

(Special thanks to The Drifters)

This morning, well before dawn, even though I’m
waking up in the still semi-permafrosted north,
no chance of the tarred roof catching fire (no matter
how hard the sun may come beating down later)
it seems like, even this early, when it might be
least expected, I can hear it clearly: the sound
of bare feet traipsing on a boardwalk, the sound
of a happy carousel spinning in a park overhead.
And I could really go for one of their hot dogs or
maybe some french fries for breakfast. But no.
I know it’s all in my head. And besides, I don’t
have fireproof feet; all that sunshine’s bad for
what’s left of my skin. I guess I’d best just stay
right here, have my fun before the sun comes
up, avoid the carousel and boardwalk; stay put,
stay right here under this blanket with my baby.

17 Responses to “That’s Where I’ll Be”

  1. Marianne May 18, 2010 at 8:35 am #

    The Drifters had some great songs … this was my favorite! It really celebrates summer! Love the way the lyrics inspired your poem!

  2. Ron. May 18, 2010 at 10:55 am #

    Thanks for stopping by, M. I recently encountered the word “earworm” for a song that gets stuck in your head. I’d never run across it, & I think it’s perfect. For me, “Under The Boardwalk” is one of those.

    In case you’re interested, I have written extensively about this on my blog at Red Room. You can find one entry HERE

  3. derrick2 May 18, 2010 at 5:54 pm #

    I’m not fond of the word “earworm” because of the connotation but the Drifters are quite another thing! ‘Saturday Night at the Movies’ and ‘Up on the Roof’ would be my favourites.

    • Ron. May 18, 2010 at 7:40 pm #

      Great. Two more banging around in there. Thanks, Derrick.

  4. charcoalgypsy May 18, 2010 at 10:03 pm #

    Great poem Ron. Love the lines “maybe some french fries for breakfast” (it’s so lazy, hazy, summer self-indulgent) and “besides, I don’t have fireproof feet” (that line has stuck with me since I read your poem this morning).

  5. Ron. May 19, 2010 at 5:27 am #

    Thanks, CH. I’m still in awe of your Poem-a-day efforts at Rag & Bone. I especially liked Arsenic Blue

  6. Brenda May 19, 2010 at 7:28 am #

    The spirit of your piece captured me big time!! I teach, and summer is almost here! YAY! Thanks for the joy. :)

  7. Linda Goin May 19, 2010 at 9:35 am #

    “I don’t/have fireproof feet” is wonderful! While based on the Drifters, this ‘song’ definitely has your hand on it, Ron. Bravo.

  8. barbara May 19, 2010 at 9:49 am #

    there are waaaay worse songs to have stuck in your head. god I love those harmonies.
    there’s something strange about french fries for breakfast? some sausage gravy and a pile of pepper–fine way to begin the morning.
    love how you turned the end.

  9. ravenswingpoetry May 19, 2010 at 10:40 am #

    I like how you took this song and ran with us. Your poem is a perfect picture, and you bring all the senses into it. Well done.


  10. Mary Kling May 19, 2010 at 11:11 am #

    I like how you constructed this poem. I can almost hear the bare feet traipsing on the Boardwalk. This was one of the happy songs of my ‘youth.’ Nice to revisit it this morning.

  11. Dan Rako May 19, 2010 at 11:51 am #

    What a great poem. Reminds me of Raymond Carver’s early morning musings.

  12. pamela May 19, 2010 at 5:15 pm #

    Fun poem Ron! I enjoyed this!

  13. angie May 19, 2010 at 10:13 pm #

    now I want some fries…

    I’ve heard that the only way to get an earworm out of your head is to listen to the song from beginning to end; it completes the loop in your memory or something and won’t “go away” until you do.

    so I’ve heard. :)

  14. Francis Scudellari May 20, 2010 at 3:10 pm #

    I find myself chasing after those ghosts of summer quite often, and my feet have the burns to prove it. This was a fun read, and thanks for adding “earworm” to my vocabulary :).

  15. Mr. Walker May 21, 2010 at 8:45 am #

    A nice poem, that I enjoyed immediately reading through the first time, and then going back and rereading it. I liked the ending, how you played with being “under this blanket” while in the song it’s “on” the blanket.

  16. Rachel June 15, 2011 at 1:51 pm #

    I love this song too!!

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