Hot and loose
out in the vast afternoon,
summer haze is cut in electric blue
struck by sun, gushing chords
charged with seafoam,
with effortless heart,
like surf, we soar on the bloom.
The wool-clad glow of evening
in bass vibration of yellow-orange hues,
is the year’s twilight diffusing
softly in pockets scenting the cool.
The trailing leaves tap a rambling beat
on the road, the frets radiate in,
to tender dark the cycle of seasons
is a truth of wistful partings.
Winter bows to secret life
naked from all the departures,
this isolated sustain in the wide
is a plainsong, a resignation of time,
before waking the world with life
to ignite in blazing refrain,
driving the breath through ice,
claiming blood in survival song
that tides through last-ration days.
Coming out feels weightless
and clothing rolls off thirsty skin,
eyes arrange leaves, supple to petals
flexing out of the narrowing
body swells in blue-green breeze,
riding balmy pedals, released,
becoming magnetic field dancing the gully,
yawning up late in flowers.
Jessica Lee McMillan © 2021
Ekphrastic verse inspired by four season-themed songs that are heavy on guitar: I. Summertime by Girls, II.Ramble On by Led Zeppelin, III.Cold Days from the Birdhouse by The Twilight Sad, IV. First Day of Spring by The Horrors
