Antipodean Summer

Below the equator sun blazes
on the Antipodes, on the longest
day, on Christmas three days later
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

Under the sun umbrella on the deck
with presents opened, breakfast
eaten, children ride new bikes,
scooters, skateboards, trikes
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

BBQ’s fire up for a sumptuous
Christmas dinner – steaks
chops sausages roasts to
accompany many salads
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

Last Christmas climate change
struck us as the all day deluge
kept the children inside with
new toys, fizzing with energy
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

Mid afternoon in bathing suits
with water guns ready they
exploded out of a shrinking
house into the endless deluge
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

Mum did tap duty filling guns
while the sky taps drenched
her through and through.
She shivered after a while
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

Finally shivering children were
dried off in the front porch as
loud thunderclaps over head
shook us, deafened us
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

Two smallest people were very
frightened but were coaxed
into the shower to be warmed
up rubbed dry dressed again
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

At last they were all warm, dried
dressed. The thunder stopped
though not the rain. Dinner was
BBQ’d on the kitchen stove
in the glorious Antipodean summer.

Antipodean Summer