AIN’T NO MORE SPRING IN THE DMV

Poetry
Written By Farah Lawal Harris

Much peace. For Day 4 of National Poetry Writing Month, the prompt is:

Craft your own short poem that involves a weather phenomenon and some aspect of the season. Try using rhyme and keeping your lines of roughly even length.

Here is my poem:

AIN’T NO MORE SPRING IN THE DMV

By Farah Lawal Harris, 2024

Ain’t no more spring in the DMV.

We go from 87 degrees yesterday

to snowstorm today like it’s nothing;

from Chocolate City yesterday

to Jeni’s vanilla ice cream today

like it’s nothing.

Ain’t no more spring in the DMV.

Cherry blossoms bloom

too early, then freeze;

culture, like pink flowers,

shed too early, then flees.

What happened to all the

Black folks living in PG?

Youngin, they rainin’ and mudslidin’

down to Charles County.

Surprise!

The white population

and property taxes rising.

Ain’t no more spring in the DMV.

ICE chillin on 295 like pollen,

pullin over white trucks—

si hablas español,

don’t test your luck.

Tha block is hot—

so hot and humid that

by next week, we’ll be

Code Red sweltering.

What happened to spring?

Farah Lawal Harris

Farah Lawal Harris is an artist and breast cancer survivor who inspires people to overcome obstacles and be well. Through vulnerable storytelling, writing, and theatre, Farah makes people feel less alone and more able to tap into their personal power to be their best, creative selves.

https://www.farahlawalharris.com
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