The Day In July

In a book the day

is a glimpse of blue,

In a map the day

gives a pin-point clue.

.

On the tongue the day

is a watermelon of sweet,

In the face the day

is a pool of heat.

.

On the phone the day

is a wave of light,

In the eye the day

shatters like glass in sight.

Carry On Tuesday (In my head, I paint a picture…)

Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry