October

[Ali Znaidi]

October arrived, yellow as a pear bursting w/ juice of bygone times. It announced the beginning of somber nights w/ shades of thin moonlights dancing to the broken rhythms of the howls of an old owl.

Wasps stopped singing & waltzing. No more ululations coming out from mouths of women who attended the summer wedding nights. No more ripe watermelon, & no open doors to get feeble breeze.

What I was noticing were just heavy showers whipping the body—a reminder that w/ the advent of each October I celebrate my birthday, longing for another summer that might not come.

[Ali Znaidi]

Thank you for commenting Joey & Angela.

[Joey Delgado]

'yellow as a pear bursting w/ juice of bygone times.'

'No more ululations coming out from the mouths of women who attend the summer wedding nights.'

Some great lines here, Ali. A joy to read. :)

[Angela]

3, 4, and 5 painted a vivid picture of life as you live it.  Good six.