Terrace

I remember sleeping on the terrace on hot summer days
I remember regaling cousins and siblings with made up stories –
stories of parees, apsaras, rakhasas and devas
And of interpid adventurers visiting Shangri La or the Spice Isles through the Malacca straits.
I remember as the night advanced, arrested summer breeze finally blowing to provide relief from unrelenting summer heat
I remember drifting off to sleep and waking up to chirping birds, the rising sun
I remember waking up to damp cotton mattress and blanket.  Did I pee? Only to realize dew was the culprit. Phew!
I remember later in January, flying kites, and the sky covered in the colors of the rainbow
And when your own kite stash was gone, running the drifting kites and hoisted them up, little wings catching the winter draft again
I remember as the night fell, hanging a lantern to the kite and whole sky lit up as if with fireflies.

Notes: Day 29 of NaPoWriMo 2016.  Prompt was to write a poem with “I remember” as an anaphora.  With watching Blazers win in 1st round against the Clippers, not much time other than to do this quick work.  This prompt definitely deserves another look and more time.

Wordlist: Parees – fairies.  Apsaras – celestial nymphs.  Rakhasas – demons.  Devas – gods.

 

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Back on a date

She took the rose, took a whiff, and smiled.
Coffee shop was still fairly empty. He gave her a red stem rose.
She saw him and got goosebumps. In the middle of summer.
She got ready and went to the coffee shop.
Evening came.
She smiled and blushed.
She thought about her date, in the evening. With him.
Swish, swish, swoosh. Her broom made rhythmic sounds.
She squatted and started sweeping the floor again.
She got back up and switched the fan off.
The ceiling fan was on.
She squatted to sweep the dusty floor.

Notes: Day 28 of NaPoWriMo 2016. Today’s prompt was to write a poem that tells a story, but with a twist – “the story should be told backwards.”