Mensibus Anni
'Months of the Year'
January came in bright
white with a hint of baby-blue, causing a stir and settling on spindly branches
that brushed the top of February’s hair the wrong way, an argument quickly
forgotten in a flurry of pink plastic. March stopped by unannounced, colourless
and bored, fingertips drumming on fleshy thighs until April came along. She was
yellow and soft, trying too hard to be like May – hot, orange-hued and happy.
Everybody loved her, but all too soon
she was replaced with June: protective with green eyes, green lips, green everything.
July appeared next, hot and bothered, turquoise and not ready for anything. He
stayed a while, with early mornings and late nights, a constant haze
surrounding him until August took over. Commanding respect, he was red – but
not as red as September, when she turned up. With Vulcan by her side she
brought a burgundy wind and cardinal puddles, and then she was exhausted.
October relieved her, a purple face in a purple sky but with brown on the
ground; everybody wished October would stay, but November arrived. Sheathed in
grey with an angry stare, she almost outstayed her welcome. December was busy
but he got there on cue, trailing silver glitter in his wake until January
came, in bright white with a hint of baby-blue.
Love this!
ReplyDeleteI love all the imagery in this but my fave is September - wow. Vulcan by her side - any piece that manages to fit in Roman mythology and French wine is worthy of high praise from me :-)
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ReplyDeleteOmg...this is beautiful!!🏵
ReplyDeleteGorgeous writing here, very talented and keep up the writing!
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