Sheffield Summer
by Rowan Blair Colver And as the radiative rays of reflected light bounce From the asphalt and hardcore huddled neath track Ringing rumbling trams trundle carrying the crowd Sweltering slow in time to the radio playing pop Shoppers in market lanes inspecting spoiling meats Flys with the fish on ice and fillets drying grey Fruits their ripe aroma plunges meadows on the mind Bothered faces of biddies as summer creeps at dawn Roadside cat sitting still as the light catches eye Creaking cars of metallic hue like stones absorbing heat Whisper drain with swollen grid releases stentched steam A tepid breeze licks packet and the trees in reprieve Red skin of heated debate drowned in sweat and toil Cups of tea on window sill forgotten and now cold Tomorrow shall be brighter though growing are the clouds Sleepy city swaggers and buildings glow like gold ​Rowan Blair Colver |