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August

Ailing in this unending simmering incineration, Undulation and swelter of sun-violated wheat, Gasping for air and sucking in heat...Vertiginous visions visit me Under a stinging sky: days heat-glazed and wine-hazed with her... Sunflowers open their terrible portals, a tawny roar at the gate; Tubers and tumours proliferate in infernal infernos of eight.

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Joe Maverick

Date: 9/7/2023 12:21:00 AM

Well i read the devil roams round like a roaring Lion Charlotte? I think the heat descriptions Are really crackling.' Hmm I wonder if this Almost wrote itself.? Anyway i can't take Anything away from your talent.' Well conveyed Piece..That chalenges my peace LOL))))

Susan Ashley

Date: 9/4/2023 8:12:00 PM

Dear Charlotte, I am always astounded by the emotional and creative impact your potent verse have upon my heart and imagination. Your artistry shines in this powerhouse gem! Soft runs of alliteration, internal rhymes and interesting word pairings (infernal infernos) sparkle in the richness of your verse. Congratulations for your excellent win in Andrea's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Kim Merryman

Date: 8/28/2023 4:33:00 PM

A multifaceted write, Charlotte! Such vivid imagery! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M

Eve Roper

Date: 8/27/2023 8:46:00 AM

The images of August of this year have been hot and putting stress our world. Good poem.

Curie Stark

Date: 8/27/2023 2:15:00 AM

Oh that's mesmerizing

I Am Anaya

Date: 8/26/2023 2:39:00 PM

Congratulations on your win, Charlotte! It is just fascinating, the Lion's Gate (This portal opens, its official activation day is August 8) I saw below.

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 8/26/2023 11:26:00 AM

Hi Charlotte. "...this unending simmering incineration..." sure speaks for this Texas summer. LOL Congratulations on your win! :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/26/2023 10:49:00 AM

This truly is gorgeous, Charlotte. I think i did not place it higher simply because I did not completely get one of your images and I always go for total clarity. I was curious who "her' was also. I can see this poem is well liked, and probably another judge would have scored it higher. Poetry is so subjective. Don't mind my placement. I seemed to be favoring the rhymed ones as well.

Andrea Dietrich
Date: 8/26/2023 12:25:00 PM

I had never heard of this lionsgate portal, so yes, that was what made the meaning unclear to me. Thanks for explaining. So this is one of your worst summers ever? Me too. Uggggg

Charlotte Puddifoot
Date: 8/26/2023 12:12:00 PM

thanks andrea :) there's a lot going on in the six lines..the hellishness of the worst summer of my life; memories and visions drift back to me of happier past augusts spent with a friend of mine..the fifth line references the lionsgate portal which happens on august 8th every year, it attracts dark entities and bad luck..the last line connects back to the opening word 'ailing', i think you'll understand...

Hiya Sharma

Date: 8/19/2023 9:18:00 PM

Wow!! Such an impeccably articulated acrostic this is, I'm truly wonderstruck by the pristine use of vocabulary here, with subtle alliterative flow.. "Days heat-glazed and wine-hazed with her" Love this! "Sunflowers open their terrible portals, a tawny roar at the gate" You've carved very intriguing descriptions in such a captivating way.. Love the summer-hued imagery..

Ink Empress

Date: 8/15/2023 9:16:00 PM

Brilliant acrostic. I love the summer ish imagery and diction. Sun glazed and sun violated… the intensity of heat so well depicted in a flawless manner. Love the slight alliterations too. I have a love hate relationship with the sun.

Brian Sambourne

Date: 8/15/2023 9:04:00 PM

An August of incineration indeed. Such a relevant poem packed with imagery from "a stinging sky" to "sun-violated wheat." I can fully sense the sizzle. Best wishes, Brian

Bill Baker

Date: 8/15/2023 1:08:00 PM

Great description of August in your well-written Acrostic, Charlotte. Thanks for sharing! Bill

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 8/15/2023 8:26:00 AM

This is the best kind of Acrostic when it doesn’t feel like one. Bravo. Thanks as well for your visit.

Tom Woody

Date: 8/10/2023 11:58:00 AM

Aah, those vertiginous visions surely vex. Yours are bittersweet, though mostly bitter, I think. I was born August 6th. I'm used to the heat...

Tom Woody
Date: 8/10/2023 2:08:00 PM

Um, roar?

Charlotte Puddifoot
Date: 8/10/2023 2:02:00 PM

i bet you are..no surprise to learn you're a leo, and that fits nicely with the leonine aspect of this poem

I Am Anaya

Date: 8/9/2023 10:00:00 AM

A fave for me too. Much here to ponder. Love the perspective given the exact impression. The additional syndrome reveals reactions and if your into numbers.. Fun fact: October used to be the 8th month, 'till Julius and Agustin Ceasar demanded there own month. :)

Tom Woody
Date: 8/10/2023 11:58:00 AM

Sigh. Romans

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 8/8/2023 6:47:00 PM

Your acrostic has a plethora of imagery! I saw your name on the list and knew you’d not disappoint! Love “ Sunflowers open their terrible portals” Love it all! A fave!