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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Summer Is the Devil's Friend
I open the door
The devil belches in my face
His hellish breath,
hot, sticky, fetid,
envelopes my body in a
sickening slurry
I detect the stench of his perfume
Notes of decay
and dog shit
drift together in the thick air
I want to leave
but there is nowhere to go
I search my conscience for sin
What mistake put me in
Satan’s lab?
There is no rest
Every second,
every breath
translated from stagnant soup
to air, barely usable
Every step
stuck to the scorching concrete
like gum stuck on soles
of blistering feet.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Artistic Interpretations w/ Margaret, Dog Days of Summer
and The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 117
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13 comments:
O! That hell of fire and heat and melt and constant discomfort could well be excuse to invent devils. Powerful piece.
Oh ouch! Certainly not a pleasant summer image!! WEll done!
so you are saying its hot...and doesnt smell good...yep...sounds about like it is here right now...smiles...whew...scorching...
Not much of a summer person, eh? Me? I feel your pain, but about winter.
Ouch! Summer sucks! Well, actually I love summer, it's relatively mild where I live. But I so dig your creative take!
'every step stock', scorching sun - we have summer not too long, so I like it...great take on prompt though!
You have captured the summers I remember growing up in NC perfectly! Wow very vivid
The new prompt is up =)
Certainly not a pretty image of summer, but for me right now, the devil is in icy winds and a whole pile of rain. I think I would love a little bit of heat right now
This made me laugh... as I actually have experienced the smell of dog poop on a hot day (we have three dogs) And the kids get in trouble for having "forgotten" to do their chores. (Good thing you didn't post a photo of this :)
I am not fond of blistering heat. You have expressed it perfectly.
K
I'm there, stuck with you in Hell. Why don't we try for a quick escape? Lemonade anyone?
I was fairly neutral to the devil until you got to the dog shit bit. I expect a ticket to hell so am practicing getting used to the heat. But dog-shit. That could make the place unpleasant.
Great sensory details to create a hell of an image. The ones that got me most were the smells. Yuk. Be good and stay out of trouble! :0) Victoria
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