this poem is not about the weather


it is a bright sun-shiny day   cool

even cold   in the shade

gloriously warm in the sun   others


like me   are having their lunch 

in the park  

i turn my face to the sun   heliotropically


i have always been that way  

a sun worshipper

my soul and my psyche cry   begin


to wither and cringe   without sunshine   to tread


into dark shadows is to invite despair   







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Written on 2019-09-24 at 20:56

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MetaPoetics The PoetBay support member heart!
A warm sunshine, especially during the wintertime, is a blessing. People in Kathmandu too become heliotropic during winter. Summertime is just the opposite. Nicely crafted, Jim. :)

I must get my vitamin D tablets! I like a sunny mind.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Or vice versa. The direction of causality is difficult to ascertain.