Summertime Is Here

Summertime is here
And I can already hear the birds singing
The bees buzzing
Travelling from one flower to another
Sucking the nectar they need for their honey
Or rather, our honey
Once we invade their home and take what is theirs
 
The sun is out to bake my already burnt skin
Making me a shade darker
Turning my caramel-coloured skin
To a dark chocolate ebony beauty
 
Summertime is here
Streets filled with laughter
Schools out, freedom has arrived
As the children run up and down
Calling out to each other
 
The tune from the ice cream van invades minds
As people hum to it
Over and over like a broken record
Smiles plastered on their faces
From the pleasure of gently sucking on ice lollies
A welcome relief to dehydrated lips
 
Summertime is here
Flowers are in bloom
My once dull garden
Now a shade of every colour
Butterfly and ladybug
Alive again
As the earth spins on its rightful axis
 
Lovers are out
Sharing kisses under big oak tree
A lover’s nest
Their laughter filling the air
As they lay on their blankets
 
Summertime is here
Achoos and misery befall me
Runny nose, like a water hose
Itchy eyes, an unexpected pleasure
Drowsing me, slipping in and out of consciousness
 
Summertime is here
And so is my hay fever
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ogundare Avatar
April 18, 2017 at 9:36 AM
Lol, a funny ending. Beautiful poem, Ibrahim.
Dutta Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 11:28 PM
Enjoyed Summertime. Welcome to soup.
Bashiru Avatar
April 18, 2017 at 4:08 AM
Thanks Anisha for the warm welcome
Wolf Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 5:39 AM
First of all welcome to the soup, and second, I simply love your poetry!
Bashiru Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 6:38 AM
Thanks White Wolf, Thank you so much
Muideen Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 4:10 AM
Wow! I'm in awe of your write. well done.
Bashiru Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 6:39 AM
Thanks Afolabi, My fellow Nigeria Brother. Read some your poems. They are amazing. Put weight to your praise. Thanks
Duncan Avatar
April 12, 2017 at 4:39 PM
Awe summertime was good fun :)
Bashiru Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 2:16 AM
Thanks
Gupta Avatar
April 12, 2017 at 8:52 AM
Beautiful ... Very enjoyable description ... A7 ...
Bashiru Avatar
April 13, 2017 at 2:17 AM
Thanks, means a lot
Coreggia Avatar
April 12, 2017 at 7:28 AM
Ibrahim, this is very cleverly done. With a poem full of joyful vivid images you can sing the season like no other but in the end, with delightful humor, you remind us of the realities of life for the sad hay fever poet stricken with "an unexpected pleasure, Drowsing me, slipping in and out of consciousness". Sorry 7 is the limit here otherwise . . .:) Amitiés
Bashiru Avatar
April 12, 2017 at 8:14 AM
Thank you so much... means a lot. You just made my day brighter. Hope I can or have done the same for you. Thanks
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