*Laurie Kolp Poetry*

Summer Loving?
by Laurie Kolp

God, please help me
be a good referee
to all the summer’s
bitter squabbles
endless quarrels
and silly spats that,
like an overactive volcano,
spew hot lava daily
and melt words;
burning internally
leaving scars on me,
but phasing not
my children’s reverie
hot from summer’s heat
burning lava endlessly
words, snaps, bites
-OUCH-
God, please help me