It has been hot. The heat appeared earlier than usual at summer’s doorstep and is lingering through its regularly scheduled time. Fire has ravaged our foothills. And rain seldom makes an appearance.
This poem is a cento. Piecing poems together from other poet’s words creates a mosaic, a found poem. At Tweetspeak Poetry the theme this month is July Mosaic. My poem is found and patched together from the words of Monday’s Every Day Poem, Girl with 13 Necklaces by Tania Runyan.
The heat might be getting to me.
Pomegranate Beads
The summer heat arrived
torrid without remorse
he poured the
pomegranate beads
into her parched mouth
a rainstorm of beads
to quench her thirst
Some
tumbling from her lips
spilling down her shirt
glistening ruby jewels
squeezed slowly
through his fingers
stippling her navel
Some
rolling through
the vented floor
for the inspector
with mechanical arms
whose monitor
fluttered at the muted
harvest
Some
clattering down the stairs
for the praying angels
standing guard
keeping them safe
from the inferno
To Create... 
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