No crickets serenading
No dogs howling
Even the clouds seem to be still.
The moon left the sky, leaving it bare
The stars don’t sparkle as much
They’re not dancing tonight.
No cats meowing
No frogs croaking
The night is still.
Never has the summer been
As hot as it is now,
If you go out it’ll hurt your skin
It might even scorch your brow.
Heat index at 50 degrees
That’s Celsius and not Fahrenheit,
But still wouldn’t you agree
That, that is hot alright!
Can’t get to the beach to cool off
Or to the mall for some cold air,
If only we could get out, just blastoff
And feel the wind in our hair.
I fix instead some cold drink
One glass, then two, then three
This will do for now, I think
Until again the heat makes me thirsty.
Mama used her younger years raising her kids
She woke up early and slept late
When she got sick, she took care of herself.
She somehow always kept the house clean, despite three children growing almost at the same time
When she found time, she sang
And she had such a beautiful voice
I loved how mama sang.
Mama is older now
Her confidence sometimes falters
So I remind her of her strength and how much I admire her.
She gets tired easily now
So I try to let her rest as much as possible.
Mama still has a lot of her funny side though
And for that, I am always thankful for.
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I dragged my feet as I walked out the bedroom
Eyes, sleepy and sagging…still wanting more sleep
I managed to take a shower, getting ready to work from home
Still I was feeling sleepy
Oh woe is me!
Finally after an hour or two, I decided I badly need one
So, a cup of coffee I drank and my day finally began
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Sitting on the side of the boat
The sun, hot and cruel
I dip my feet on the water
Where it feels cool
My sunglasses on,
I looked up at the sky
Not a cloud in sight
I let out a little sigh
Not because I don’t like the view
But because none of it is true
I wish I was out there enjoying the sea
Swimming or floating along
But right now it’s important to stay at home
This is where I currently belong
Summer is here, yet inside I stay
Dreaming of the waves, the sand, and the salty air
Looking forward to the day when this is all over
Oh yes! To dream, I dare.
Some say that Mother Nature got fed up and released this sickness so it can heal
That we are the virus it is trying to get rid of
Some say this sickness is a conspiracy
A plot of one country to rule the world (world domination!)
But what is sure is that…
This sickness is awful This sickness is scary And if you’re not scared of it, you might want to think again
Because I don’t want to get it
Because that would mean I help spread it But there’s no one else who is able to do it And supplies need to be replenished. So I wear the mask and say a prayer That I may not be included in the statistics And that this sickness, never touches my family.
It wasn’t that long ago when people freely showed their faces.
Now, they’re covered and hidden behind masks.
When will be able to freely show our smiles again?
There’s a lot of world up in my head
A lot more than the things I’ve said.
So many things I’ve thought up and imagined
Some are still waiting to be awakened.
A friend of mine posted a photo of the super pink moon and captioned it, “I rise with the moon”. I thought that it would be a great title for a poem. So here goes…
The sun dips in the horizon while the moon is slowly rising
And with it my soul awakens.
The darkness stretches, as do I…
The world would have been blanketed by darkness except the moon was shining bright.
I shine my own smile back to the moon and together, hand in hand, we light up the night sky.