From 2013.


Dive into books for sweet relief in July;
Joy will come to gradual grief in July.

Lighting strikes the tree in front of the church;
Behold, the cleft oak's brown leaf in July.

A friendly bus-driver greets his passengers
With "ma'am" or "buddy" or "sir" or "chief" in July.

Humidity in Boston's like New Orleans.
It's tropical beyond belief in July.

Mayhem down in Mudville! Kids line up
For mighty Casey's autograph in July.

Vexed by demagogic politicians
And by bad news, I need a laugh in July.

Only a lunkhead, a scrupulous puritan,
Would dream of switching to decaf in July.

I can't wait till the cool nights of October:
I would write summer's epitaph in July!

I stick the New Balance in my open mouth
Committing another social gaffe in July.

The weather's awesome up in Reykjavik,

Where Reagan met with Gorbachev one July.

I need a meat locker's chill in my bedroom.
My AC's never turned off in July.

Neo-formalists start to get eccentric
And read Creeley and Levertov in July.

Wystan Auden, tell us the truth about love:
Is there a tough who treats you as rough as July?

Month of my baptism, sacramental month!
Who would dare to sneer or scoff at July?

Still, the weather gets a trifle sultry.
You really can't be frozen stiff in July.

Thomas, you should really change your name
To an unpronounceable hieroglyph in July.

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-07-19 at 08:35

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I enjoyed reading this too. Your Julys are much more interesting than mine.

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I really enjoyed reading your views of July in Boston. Each line a new image. I am also a July born and baptized baby, and you made me remember those days on the Island where I grew up. July was vacation time and a carefree time of warm rain and bicycle rides. A good tribute to July. Here at the Equator, July is the middle of winter. :) Isn't our world grand?

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Tom, a grand (a very good)work!