Summer Heat

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July- 16- 2025

Summer Sonnet Poetry Contest

Sponsor- X F Lacasse

Sun is seen a flaming ball in the sky, Darting down pointed spears of smarting beams. Horrid heat waves, from the smoked earth, rise high. For drops of water, the thirsty earth screams. The waterlogged piece of land has gone dry. The soil is arid and left cracked and parched. Drying crops have made farmers sadly sigh. The once lush green meadows are lying scorched. Sun's heat, like a spiteful scorpion’s sting, Burns, damaging the flesh and the bared skin. The fiery tongues of humid summer fling, Licking up the last residue of green. The dry leaves under the feet whine and moan Etna seethes, birds and beasts, for water groan!

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Yann Rolland

Date: 7/18/2025 5:00:00 PM

beautiful sonnet i could hear some sufferings of the earth, and the heat expanding too,, really enjoyed your poem

Sotto Poet

Date: 7/18/2025 3:09:00 AM

Dear Valsa, Your beautiful sonnet about summer's terrible heat and its disastrous environmental and agricultural impact. The images of a parched earth, farmers' distress, and the broader ramifications of drought emphasize the interdependence between nature and humans. The poem expresses the Earth's need for water and the longing for the formerly abundant greenery. Words like "flaming," "darting," "smarting," "thirsty," "scorched," and "spiteful" capture the stifling heat with vivid sensory images. One suggestion: use 10-syllable lines if allowed.

Valsa George
Date: 7/19/2025 12:08:00 AM

Your evaluation of the poem and your heartfelt comment on it are much appreciated. You really have a deeper insight into the poet's heart. Thank you so much for your suggestion. I have made necessary changes.

John Loving Iii

Date: 7/17/2025 4:59:00 PM

You must be in Phoenix. You discribed it perfectly.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/17/2025 9:30:00 AM

Great imagery on heat of summer, Valsa. Nicely done

Sara Kendrick

Date: 7/17/2025 8:23:00 AM

Yes, summer can be very harsh on everything around for one or another. This one reads like a good contender to me for the contest. Way to go. Thank you for sharing your talent with us. Sara K

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 7/16/2025 4:55:00 PM

Such a flowing and captivating poem...your imagery is vivid and made for an engaging read. You seem to weave magic with your words, and I do enjoy your poetry...I find it soothing, hugs, PS best wishes with the contest

Joe Dimino

Date: 7/16/2025 2:51:00 PM

Very nicely done, Valsa; in Phoenix, I can relate. Cool yesterday, only got up to 106 -- "Sun's heat, like a spiteful scorpion’s sting, Burns the flesh and the bared skin. The fiery tongues of humid summer fling," -- wonderful imagery. Ouch, those scorpions!

Jay Narain

Date: 7/16/2025 10:05:00 AM

Nice poem. In summer, land gets hot.