The sun has took its hat offf

Day28: write a concrete poem - one in which the lines are shaped in a way that mimics the topic of the poem. For example, May Swenson’s poem “Women” mimics curves, reinforcing the poem’s references to motion, rocking horses, and even the shape of a woman’s body.

I've tried these before,  and found it's best to keep the shape very simple.  So here's an ode to the sun! 

Oh sun!

Oh Helios! Oh brightest star! 

Where on this earth have you gone? 

You made yourself right at home last week

Came early,  bathed us in your fiery glory,  left late,

Warmed us through nicely after a cold and dreary winter

Encouraged the airing of summer clothes and the baring of arms,

The squirrelling away of each snug big winter coat, and woolly scarves, 

Bobble hats, thick gloves, heavy boots; all laid in dusty boxes under the bed.

You led us in droves to garden centres,  loading our boots with tender plants,  

Annuals,  perennials, fists of seed packets,  fire pits,  enough to break the bank,

Told us not to worry about sharp spring frosts,  despite May not yet being out, 

Led us to throw off caution and plant them all direct in the ground outdoors.  

You carried fresh currents of Mediterranean air to us, as you warmed the globe,

Inspired us to fling open all the windows, let the soft breezes race through,  

Refreshing, circulating, enlivening the stuffy indoor air we were so used to

Exhorting us to turn off the central heating, cancel the firewood order, 

Arrange impromptu barbecues, garden drinks parties with friends,

Where we could show off our tanned, or sunburnt, arms

Marveling at the unexpected strength of sunshine, 

Lit our solar garden lights all evening  long.

Where have you disappeared to,

 Leaving us to shiver

And moan?

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