Summer. Kids dive, bums up, feet waving. Splash, like tin foil lids strung on sun beams, its rubbish chatter lays claim the breeze. Beneath the rumpled blue sheet shadows ripple in pliable squares. BBQ smoke wafts - the white drift of sudden hunger - behold wet figures trickle across baked tiles.
Written for Grace’s dVerse prompt “Write a Kwansaba”
What is a Kwansaba?
1.a celebration of family and African-American culture, a praise poem.
2.a septastich, a poem in 7 lines. (To be clear, it is only 1 stanza).
3. measured by 7 words in each line.
4. written with no word exceeding 7 letters.