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Monday Poetry Prompt: Summer

This week is the Summer Solstice, Tuesday at 5:14am EDT to be precise, so let’s write a summer poem. This one should be fairly easy since all you’ll need to do is step outside and feel the heat and humidity in the air. Of course, there’s more to summer than the weather.

And for our Southern Hemisphere poets, write a winter poem. Embrace the cold and dark or recall your memories of winters past.

Wherever you’re sitting on this tilting planet, post your poem in the comments below.


About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.


17 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Summer

  1. Pure Heat

    Your perfume hits me
    before the summer heat

    You walk through the door
    while peeling off a work day

    Your tan skin busies my eyes
    through the shower screen

    I race toward you
    just in time

    Before the cooling water cascades down your toned frame
    I bury myself in you
    unleashing a full day’s longing

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Cassa Bassa | June 26, 2022, 9:18 AM
  2. For some reason, I stopped receiving emails, but JeanMarie assured me there was a prompt.

    Who doesn’t love
    a good Druid story in June
    to balance November’s ghosts

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Second Act Blogger | June 24, 2022, 5:17 PM
  3. The blackness of night
    once hard and strong
    rules over her shrinking domain
    before the deepest indigos
    seep in
    softening her edges
    heralding another failure

    far to the northeast
    a color gamut
    without moire
    marks this day as the antipode
    of her greatest triumph
    when she ruled
    in crushed velvet blackness

    But now
    she submits to Sol’s ascendancy
    holding a garland of auroras above his disk
    invisible in his garish glory
    day’s lofty triumph
    carried in the celestial chariot
    across the sky

    in quiet defiance
    she will not whisper the customary warning

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Chris Clarke | June 20, 2022, 10:57 PM
    • Love the “holding a garland of auroras” line. Great work! Happy Solstice!

      Liked by 1 person

      Posted by Bartholomew Barker | June 21, 2022, 4:32 PM
      • Aphelion Catch

        Earth swings testily toward
        its escape, fleeing the vicinity
        of the near star, only to slant
        south, lean into tropical.

        We stop working, weak from heat,
        cringing in the shade line of the roof
        edging sideways for cool, plotting paths
        under pendulous moss of live oaks trees,
        where squirrels lie splayed along the branches.

        Inside we clink ice cubes
        up against the glass
        of August, high noon,
        one latitude north of the tropics.

        Pellucid water glints above
        the torrid bit of lake,
        warming fish past swimming,
        heavy water holds them still,

        Prying ultraviolet in sheaves
        of purple wavers between the weeds,
        turtles hover under the dock
        holding out for sundown,
        static weather, fish dreams.

        Liked by 3 people

        Posted by ts19page | June 21, 2022, 4:44 PM
      • Love the “clink ice cubes / up against the glass / of August” line. Great work!


        Posted by Bartholomew Barker | June 21, 2022, 4:56 PM
      • Thanks Bartholomew, appreciated.


        Posted by ts19page | June 21, 2022, 4:57 PM
  4. Summertime!

    Heat waves rise
    As they shimmer
    It’s the first hot days
    Of a sweltering Summer

    Iced drinks clink
    Folks get slimmer
    Heading to beaches
    Eyeing each newcomer

    Poetree ©️ June 20, 2022

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Kathy Jo Bryant | June 20, 2022, 10:39 AM
  5. Hi Bartholomew! Here’s the link to my response. Having difficulty with this site again!

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris | June 20, 2022, 9:37 AM
  6. Here is my summer poem Bart ..

    Hotter Than Helios

    Today is hotter than hot
    This town’s a living melting pot
    You could fry an egg without a cook-top
    I won’t be taking Frankie for a trot
    My body’s losing the plot
    Waiting for my aorta’s mystery clots
    My writing’s burnt out, on Helios hill
    Leaving an arid inkwell, holding a dry quill
    Despite the heat, an exercise session I’ll do, It’s my will
    To continue with this daily drill
    No excuses, to lose sight of spring’s daffodil
    Working out, like I’m an old grinding flour-mill
    Even if I’m over-baked, like Sunday’s hot roast
    For her, I’ll take life’s chances to the utmost

    Liked by 4 people

    Posted by ivor20 | June 20, 2022, 7:29 AM

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