Juramentum to Summer
Farewell said the cold air.
presence lost, jumpiness.
Nourish is in the air.
From freezing fingertips
of the cold seasons past
to the warming sun on thy face.
My juramentum is too,
whenever a sun is shining,
there is always you
Joyously jinxed
forevermore.
-Miss Bates.
Interesting word. Why an oath to summer though? An ode maybe.
ReplyDeleteRather creative, and a friendly looking feline.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem. I had never heard of a juramentum. #AtoZChallenge
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