The challenge today is to let reality and fantasy blend a bit in the heat, then find a shadowy patch under a tree & write your poem. Visit dVerse for more poetry.
This is where the porcelain horses gallop,
rasping in the wind as Pachelbel orchestrates
his Canon in D. This is where mocking woodwinds muffle
thundering ironed feet across peat and
dared riders leap adagio and free over twisted falls.
And this is where my misfit toes dig
inside cooling sands and where I am lulled
inside the fevered painted sky.
Summer in Anaphora
It’s hot. Children in the fresh clipped grass, chant.
Sprinklers fly, It’s hot, layers of clothes peeled,
kicked under the porch’s skinny legs. It’s damn hot,
old men belly button sag, iced iced colas with a little rot,
rocking in the waves of ninety heat no breeze in sight.
It’s hot, Mike cracks eggs on the sidewalk cracks,
just to listen to the crackling white pop, just to watch
them snake and coil. It’s so hot, orange popsicles weak
and sweet, dribbling down chins, down grassy chests of
little Mo with the pumpkin frizz and big Mo with the pearly
noggin and buck teeth nodding it’s hot
so hot the mosquitoes have boiled
in Mama’s iced tea, sizzled into
a paste, it’s hot, don’t lick that
pole, Junior, your tongue will
melt and stick to it like
a December fever.
Where we learn about a poetic device called Anaphora—“employing the use of a repeated sound, word or phrase at the beginning of each line, or possibly, each stanza.
The anaphora commands our attention, the overall effect is musical. Reading it aloud can leave you dizzy and out of breath.
Take one round world
hardened to the core
with no oceans
and seasons of dust,
wind it in multicolored
cover it in Modge Podge
and hang it
from a ceiling fan.
Mars is only a summer away.
Written for We Write Poems prompt #118
“Write a poem, howsoever you feel inspired, by this image of that far far landing on Mars.”
Five Reasons Why You Might Want to Estivate
1. Because estivation is a cool word and fun to say.
2. Because the basement is a cool place in every sense of the word. (It’s just me and the cute little guineapig.)
3. Because sometimes we need to placate the wounded warrior where our poetry resides.
4. Because sometimes we need to hide from the heat of life.
5. Finally, because estivation allows us to look at things from the bottom up.
Estivate – sleep during summer; “certain animals estivate.” Free Dictionary
“Estivation is another form of torpor, dormancy, or “sleep”. Animals that estivate are trying to escape things happening in their environment. Just as animals hibernate in order to stay alive in cold places, animals estivate [or aestivate] in hot, dry places. The bodies of estivators will slow down. Breathing and heartbeat get very slow. When hot and dry times come, estivators will find themselves a safe place to sleep–usually underground.” thinkquest.org