Final Thursday of Na/GloPoWriMo 2019 #25 :
- Is specific to a season
- Uses imagery that relates to all five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell)
- Includes a rhetorical question, (like Keats’ “where are the songs of spring?”)
I love the summer
so say my friends
who love to wear flip flops and insist they only feel alive
when the Sun shines relentlessly in the sky and the cool nights close in
and the crickets chirp and the nightingales sing.
Cool fruit flavored drinks in hand, swathed in slick, thick Sunscreen
the Summer air is heavy with the sent of charcoal fueled barbeques and freshly washed cars and
backyard shampooed dogs
all around them
they sit upon their plastic chairs and cry in agony, ” I hate the winter”
relentlessly like a broken record.
My Summer loving friends sing their praises to the Sun.
Shouldn’t they be singing them all to Ra?
Because every Summer I watch my friends
take one step closer, they are one Sunbeam nearer
to looking like the
unwrapped mummies
on a shelf in the Museum of Cairo.
