the summer effect
Posted: March 11, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 1 Commentcunning senses
of those with carnivorous tastes
who are easily tantalized by barbecue smells at summer bashes
and are aroused by any chance of romance, music or dance
or the prospect of making new friends
cunning senses
that never learn the lessons
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Yes, we always know when summer arrives, Heath. The first warm day and the barbecues are out, surrounded by people sharpening their fangs. I love this poem and it made me laugh. (Sorry, if you didn’t intend it to be funny.) 🙂
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