Christine Phillips Poet Narrative

Summer Sun In Winter

What is winter in Jamaica like?
When you were shivering the entire night
What is winter in Jamaica like? 
When you have no heating all night
Couples bundle up underneath the covers
Trying to keep each other warm
But the covering was so thin
It kept them up until dawn
A world wind has just passed through 
Sending chills through and through
This is the weather that I have been waiting for
Since last year December 
But it came a little too late as
 I am getting ready to go through the gate
At first I thought I was in London
Then it feels a little like Northern Virginia
The temperature has suddenly dropped
Causing many people to shiver
They suddenly start to complain 
That they are not in America or England again
So why do we have to bear such cold?
A heartless man began to shout.
But for me it was a serious warning 
For mankind to change their wicked ways 
Summer sun in winter on the run
Summer in winter is creating much fun
I have been punished all summer in this terrible heat 
That was more than ninety degrees
When everyone was relaxed, 
sweat was oozing from my back
And the baking heat with its nose pointing up
was sipping cool aid from my honorable cup
The morning is capitalizing on its feet
And it is making my spirit leap
The choir is standing in its radiant gown
while the happy hour watches the people 
dancing around in the street 
White rum, and dragon stout, 
And the good old English Whisky
Send showers of hope where there was doubt
Some things has just started to sink in
And it is making the people very sorry
But this morning it was very healing to
To feel the coolness all over my skin
For the first time I was not perspiring 
But I could still feel the heat trapped
Beneath and stirring below
the cold under my feet
This is the perfect weather for me 
To unearth some timeless mystery
Some people cannot function in the cold
But heaven knows it makes me bold
I went out door in the early morning
And my neighbor was up watching 
to see who was going through the gate
When they glimpse my baseball cap
They went inside and start to chat
Daylight was just waking up
And the taxi and mini bus started to fuss
The early morning walkers were on the go 
While others were getting ready
 to start another show
The street was almost perfectly clean 
And my spirit was almost pleased 
The lesson is slowly being learned
The weather is jumping around on its feet
And as the morning rise more people gather in the street
Everyone dressed in thick clothing as if it was snowing
The small cold wave that passed through 
Has taken everyone off guard 
And left some trapped in their backyard
I kept wondering if it was climate change
or it was a natural event that started too late
 but as soon as the sun started rising
The chill suddenly disappeared 
 Summer sun in winter makes me grin.

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