Today was, summarily, a summer's day. The sun was bright and warm, birds were singing, people walked down the street in shorts and musicians played in the parks. It was a summer's day in which anything seemed possible.
One of my lines in the poem, "creation/appearing/from midair/something/from nothing" exactly describes my thought process as the poem formed in my mind. Thoughts crossed my mind rapidly, so I wrote the poem in a deliberately rapid-fire manner. I also deliberately put only two words per line. I wanted to capture the essence of what I felt, which was the swirling chaos of summer life becoming a magical whirlwind of brightness, colour, and vibrant, happy people.
I like to experiment with form from time to time, so in this particular poem I set up 5 columns. It is read from top to bottom, left to right. By this I mean you read the first column from top to bottom, then move onto the next column on the right and continue.
This is far from a polished masterpiece, but it certainly describes how I felt at the time of writing it. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.
| musicians somewhere grass between my toes punctuated by dandelions and me somewhere walking breathing in song on my lips | sun-baked breeze cars revving shorts skirts and fountains feet dancing along traintracks moving aside let the train pass all peaceful | smoke curling from a balcony a sidewalk a terrace drinks people talking smiles and laughter memories fading into existence | summer is magic creation appearing from midair something from nothing shared moments become possibilities romance flower scent on air real | not imagined day becomes night patio lanterns fireflies bonfires make trails of sparks and finally realisation that anything is possible |
