Hello August-Fountainarena
After a long thirty and one days of cleansing
Now you are here with us
Looking gallant and feeble
Cooling our lips with your freezy smile
Even the water splashes you threw smoothen
Our thirsty soil whose pant causes fame
Sit oh sit, dear August and soak our feet with bliss
Of melodious Folk comfort with rest and peace
Seized under your chilled fount
Until the passing of the new month
Calling gate of perfect symphony our guest
Hold with you first fall
And second trickling by ripe solo
In third feast of heat and chimney
And five decor of blue skin
Hovering around the earth above
Taiwo Ayeni
©2022
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Brief analysis...
When a new month appears, there is always a prayer we make in our silence corner.
And that is, "this new month should be better than the later".
The content of this short read isn't far from this prayer, as the poet tries to plead with the new month (August) to with hold the harshness of the previous month until its passing.
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