05/02/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
In the hot, hot summer
I often hide away
With fans and air-con blowing,
And ice-cold drinks.
I take off clothes
As much as I dare
And have cold showers
Or soak in cooling baths.
I eat watermelon
And read in the pool,
A giant sun umbrella
Shading my pasty skin.
And I try to imagine
It not so hot
And not so humid
So my brain doesn’t melt
Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.
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Friday, February 5, 2021
In the summer
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Friday, October 9, 2020
Melting
09/10/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
My ice cream is melting
It’s just too hot
I don’t like summer
What’s winter got?
My ice cream is melting
It’s just too hot
I don’t like summer
What’s winter got?
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