Summer Scorn written by SMiles at

Summer Scorn

Summer Scorn

written by: SMiles



Ribbentrop and Molotov fill Finland’s basket of bread by cluster
a dry meal drop, quenched and sweetened with liquid cocktail
the population take a propaganda, a flaming Sambuca
refreshing from the August seasonal lag

continuation of the suns season, relies upon the despots rupturings
spleen splitters and heart breaks, salted with senselessness aplenty
the good megalomaniac outwitting the bad, heralding saviour after deaths
an hour of armatures, move aside, forecasting a darkening horizon

rain posted droplets of misery, delivered by heavy skies
leaking from putty coloured clouds, frowning desperate faces
peeling scorched skin, unwrapping’s of Oppenheimer’s gift
a third class send, Los Alamos to Hiroshima, fusion confusion and much,
much more

the world atomic, history pauses open mouthed
jaw dropped, gaping holes of disbelief, ending humanity’s faith
peoples collective, humankind, compassion, humanness, morality
without any question of impropriety, children are hugged that little longer

summers arrival fanfares the precipitation
a mind state of, shift, heralding sunshine’s outlook
disappointed vest tops and shorts, left to litter the view
lost souls, beach drenched, hung out wet, clutching brollies

Daisies, Carnations and Dahlias, bloom in the vain rain
wishing to fly on the wings of birds of paradise
destination exotica, where trees are palmed with honey
and gold paves the streets, a hell’s fury is a soaking scorn.



My name Is Stephen John Miles (SMiles) live in Barrow in Furness Cumbria England, I'm 53 diagnosed dyslexic at 47. Found my written voice once diagnosed and have been shouting ever since. I've a self published children's book Zac's leather elephant and a published children's book The fox the owl and the big green towel, I have a new children's book coming out later this year called Book of Zac. The books are published by Austin Macaulay. I made stories up to entertain my children all rhyming this led to the books. My break in poetry came after a friend of mine died and I wrote a poem for his funeral. Two years ago I appeared at the Bloomsbury festival in London. I write beat poems as it works well with my dyslexia. Something I feel strongly about is self expression after feeling excluded for so long. I'm not for everyone but then not everyone's for me so that makes us even.

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