A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 172

Day 172: “Stages of Summer”


Crisp, cool air

Feels like spring

Like the sun is going to be coming out more

Like summer vacation is on its way

Before the heat dictates the amount of time I spend outside


When the thunderstorms roll in

Giving a break from the hot and sticky

I can smell the rain

Feel the change in the air


Then the heat comes

Knocks me down

Kicks me

And keeps kicking me

Until I’m drenched in sweat, sad, and alone


I board up the windows

Crank the AC

And say goodbye to the world

Until the sun starts setting sooner

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 57

Day 57: “Summer”


I get why there are seasons


I understand that in order to fully appreciate the cold

We need the heat

And vice versa


But


I hate the heat

Therefore I hate summer


I can’t differentiate the summer from the heat

From the constant sweating

The discomfort

The blazing sun

The sunburn


I get heat rash from being outside for two minutes


I get bug bites from being outside for two minutes


I get annoyed from being outside for two minutes


I think I could deal with it when I was younger

Because I didn’t have school

But I always ended up being excited to go back

Excited for fall


Now

As an adult

There is no summer vacation

And I think that’s horrific


I know I need to get over it

Complaining won’t change it


But


Maybe


Just maybe


If I’m loud enough


The season will change

And it’ll start to get cooler


I get the feeling that will happen

If I keep complaining for just a couple more months