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August MAG

By Anonymous

     In the heart of August

From high above

The sun’s eyes burn bright

And he wildly smiles

As he hurls his rays

Of boiling, humid glue

We are targeted

And hit

He laughs triumphantly

Now, we’re drenched

Trapped in his wrath

Helpless

Breathing in fire

We come too close to admitting defeat

When suddenly, wind arrives

He strides in

Sweeps heat away

What kind, benevolent breeze.

He gently lifts

The invisible flaming force

Pressed against our chests.

Our sweat now leaves

We can breathe

The sun recoils heatedly.

How wonderful August can be

When noble wind sets us free.



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i love this so much!

on Nov. 2 2012 at 11:37 am
ChobaniLuvinPenguin PLATINUM, Brooklyn, New York
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.&quot;<br /> ― Antoine de Saint-Exup&eacute;ry, The Little Prince

Your poem is sooooo amazing!!!!! I love it! It's phrased beautifully in a calm voice that's easy to understand and isn't overly done. Even the first line is captivating- "In the heart of August..." The personification adds flavor to the poem. Everything is perfect!!! This is one of my favorites on TI! Great job!!!

Kaili SILVER said...
on Jul. 17 2012 at 10:00 pm
Kaili SILVER, Fort Collins, Colorado
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I really like the way you described the seasons and the sun and wind and things as being living, feeling things. It was really good!