California Sun Scatter Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Caliornia sun doesn’t slant.
It scatters,
Into a trillion shreds.
It knows no moods of negativity,
Only of ebullience.
I could walk on this California sun scatter,
And dance and skip and zig-zag hop on it.
I could make ice-cream sun floats out of it.
I could concoct sunshine-ade to drink it.
I could design a sun scatter dress you just have to surround
yourself with,
And not wear it.
Well, I couldn’t skate on the sun
But I could breathe it in.
And I could release it back out.
And feel better for it,
Because it’s California Sun Scatter
Of the California sun.