I don’t miss
raindrops;
they’ve had
their day.
I don’t miss
March,
April, or even
May;
especially
when I see
the sweat
trickling
down your back
and hope you
pick me
to throw
into your sack.
© 2013
Jennifer Wagner
For two
prompts. Margaret Bednar at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads wants us to drip with heat…err summer. This gorgeous photo is hers. If you’ve gotta have more go here. You won’t regret it! And Peggy Goetz wants us to Feel the Heat in
ten lines or less at Poetry Jam. She’s
an excellent photographer as well. Go
here to see more. Happy summer!
ha. love the end of this jennifer...its playful and a sensual allusion as well with the sweat on their back...you got the heat...
ReplyDeletecharming and whimsical. Brought a smile.
ReplyDeletepick me to throw
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Chuckles Jennifer! In light hearted mood and a smooth flow! Nicely!
Hank
Enjoyed this, Jennifer. I do't miss those three months ever either....but in the dead of winter I will miss the HEAT of June and July!! Smiles.
ReplyDeleteshort tease gem...nice work
ReplyDeleteHmmm...there is a flirt and tease to this. Love it!
ReplyDeleteThere is a fun feel to this--Lovely!!
ReplyDeleteYou have a lovely way with words - I'd like to just sink into them :)
ReplyDeleteThis is so sweet. I love it.
ReplyDeleteThis is delightful to read, even if I really do miss April and May.
ReplyDeleteK
Pick me ... pick me. How clever and oh so sweet.
ReplyDeletea bit of a tease on this one..pick me to throw into your sack..a bit sensual..like it.
ReplyDeleteHow imaginative!
ReplyDeleteI envy the flowers - they just love the heat. I enjoyed reading your response. :-)
ReplyDeleteHa!Love it.
ReplyDeleteNice!!
ReplyDeleteLove the heat in your words...Good one Jennifer ~
ReplyDeleteYour poem made me smile!
ReplyDeleteNicely done :D
Nice...I feel the sweat.
ReplyDeleteThere is Youth, energy and desire in these lines. Beautiful :)
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