Looking out the sunny gleamy window
the sun flashed at me
I put on my shoes and walked outside
the sun shined as if it was close to my face, squinting
I felt a pang of shot in my eyes, that is how it felt starring at the Arizona area
the light started to dim, my eyes getting use to the sunny weather, I look up at the Arizona clouds
It was amazing!
Not that I know of but I don't think many Arizona people look up at the sky
maybe cause the sun shoots to many bright, hot laser effect lights; straight at your eyes; so strong you
felt like you went blind for a couple seconds
making you squint in fear and hide under the dark sunglasses; hide away in fear! Victory for me.
The sun shining even brighter in great pleasure of victory.
Then a suction of cool air starts taking affect defeating every little strength you had inside.
Breath you tell yourself, but every grasp of air is like sucking in nothing.
Temperature reaching up to 100 degrees maybe even more, if your not so lucky.
You look up, you smile, you start seeing little white stuff floating in the skies
look like smoke, no to dark to be smoke; Arizona clouds
Snapping out of this defeat, this war against the heat of Arizona you give in energy to crawl back home; where it safe
before you become toasted to the bones, making the air smell like decomposed body
not scaring you away from Arizona but a thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The cool comfort of clouds. Well done my friend.