Sunday, 29 November 2020

#333 - summer is coming in

 



30.xi.20

333

summer is coming in

 

in pumpkin song

and run-along

tendril

melon-ifluous

swelling

 

it’s weed high

and done up in webs

hard spiders hang

walk into summer so

 

and summer is coming in

snuck under the door

through a screen gap

hide underfrond

hope dew and drip

 

summer is growing in

everyone’s buried green gone

unseen things bite now

and swell

 

it likes a sheath and shorn

hangs heavy on the vine

 

climbed the stairs

and too much summer

opened a desk drawer

summer was there

goes everywhere

 

come clouds

and cast me shade

 

summer stirs dust on a last season fan

 

under the collar hot

come hurricanes of respite

southerly bust me

 

cicadas say summer

years warmer than they were

summer says this is just the beginning

 

flail with scythe, machete

but the buggers come back

taller than before

heads of seed

for a homage

 

not even a trump can stop the world’s turn

 

a beast lies down with the grass grows over

any lazy lizard knows

 

summer sold me a noisy air conditioner

pushy bloody deity

 

summer has its vengeance now

comes with own drought

some fire at times

watch

waves of record heat

 

must have opened a window

and let it

 

who flew through?

 

who can act in this?

 

trees rain bark

 

a little limp and wilting

breeze me please

I’ll take a few drops with that

 

so long wanting

now wanting it gone

 

a zephyr in November yet

 



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