August Sunshine
A Poem — and a prompt
July is always disturbed
My birthday brings memories
Of childhood…parents
Silence and cruelty reverb
Yet August dawns brightly
Brings with it the sun
A mind that feels freer
Heart lighter and louder
Despite the rain that falls outside
Meadows bloom within my soul
This new month feels fresh to me
Sunflower joy shows outwardly
Like bursting from darkness
Into glittering light
A weightless seed blown free in the air
Released to blue skies, flying high.
The Prompt
It’s simple.
Write a poem or a work of fiction that somehow revolves around the month of August.
This is the companion piece to this one at Counter Arts, (the nonfiction based side of this partnership):