Still , Summer in and around me

Still , Summer  in and around me

 Look at this autumn, slowly coming

like Dalila  as if to combat the heat of

cruel summer’s heat, yet we all prefer

mostly summer with its breeze, verdant

green and gubernatorial sun shining on us.

Sun shining  on them in friendly rightful

call; seasons and sunrise and light have

their own influence on us all;  it is the

dictum of God  or Nature’s rightful

rotation entering into different zone.

Springing like  a  ping    bong ball

Winter’s  chill memory still taps me,

for the   bonfires of past, my childhood

days, burning of old rags,burning of desires  

now dancing like a summer’s doll before me.