Noon

My fragile hammock cocoon
The sunrays penetrate my skin like a harpoon
Lazily swinging between the branches like a baboon
Tropical heat rising like a hot-air balloon
Cooling in an ice-cream cone
Burning a natural tan

Summer is fire at high noon
Sweating an oily sunscreen
There in the mouth of a dragon
A swimming pool like ‘Hell Inn’ 
A tropical storm brewing soon
The smell of rain fills the afternoon
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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