a new poem for August…at last!!

Hello, friends!

I haven’t shared a poem on the blog in…a very long time. Let’s change that today, shall we? I’ve come to find that I love referencing seasons and months in my poetry, and this poem reflects that. I hope it can be an encouragement to you.🫶🏼

August…

even its name on my tongue

feels like an exhale of lifted weight…

we made it.

hot, sticky mornings are s l o w l y giving way

to dawns that call for hoodies

as sunlight smiles golden through tasseled corn,

heralding harvest.

the best is yet to come…

the wait will soon be over.

we will soon sink our teeth into

crisp, sweet kernels, and

wipe the gift of butter from our chins

and exclaim in delight over the firstfruits.

we will savor

sweetness forged in the heat of summer,

and that, I believe,

is a foretaste of heaven.