Thursday, May 31, 2012

Summer Day

Rising against a crystal sky,
o'ertowering with blessed shade.
Leafy arms claw at crystal blue,
In cool relief I lay.

Yellow scorching lightdrenched world
Painting vivid colors bright.
Watching fluffs of cotton on glass
Slide swiftly and idly by.

Unintelligible rhythm of notes
Play somewhat familiar songs.
As birds hop in branches above
As if nothing in the world were wrong.

Gentle wind caress my face,
Cooling beaded sweaty drops.
The tinkle of ice in lemonade,
As I think, "Damn, it's ungodly hot."