July

I remember July.
Sun rays teased pale, bare skin,
as I skipped down the street,
not a care in the world,
not knowing who I’d meet.

I remember July.
Freedom filled my senses,
feeling grateful for life.
Young and invincible,
no time for thoughts of strife.

I remember July.
You crept up behind me,
covering my blue eyes.
A gasp escaped my mouth,
with laughter and surprise.

I remember July.
A boy with clammy hands
stole my heart with his play.
Right then I knew the truth,
I'd marry him someday.

A Monchielle poem is made up of four five-line stanzas. The first line of each stanza must be the same in each. The remaining four lines of each stanza must follow an abcb rhyme pattern. Each line should contain ONLY 6 syllables