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Image by Cora Leach

Cones of Summer

Writer: Nolcha FoxNolcha Fox

painting by Barbara Gordon


They march through summer's heat each year,

traffic cones in party clothes with stripes

of red and white that reflect light and blind us, 

decked with yellow ribbons for a bash we can’t enjoy.

We must navigate and wait while temperatures 

can fry our tires, roast our tempers, 

leave us sweating in our cars.

Even though they’re in no hurry,

traffic cones know life is short.

Soon they’ll hide in sheds from winter storms

until warm weather brings them out

to aggravate us once again.





for Rattle’s September Ekphrastic Challenge


 
 
 

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