Phyllis Babcock Poet Free verse

Heat

Hot, unforgiving heat, ravaging the land with seasonal torture.
A place where the weak die and the strong survive.
A place where the soul destroying sun, beats daily.
Shifting daily winds along with shifting sands, move frequently.
Hot, sapping days, draw every ounce of ground moisture.
The vegetation gets gnarled and twisted from intense heat.
Day after day, the fight for survival becomes real.
The strong will push, and the weak will perish quickly.
In nine months, the rains will revive this land. 

1/11/13




9 line contest
11/01/13

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Ralph Taylor January 20, 2013 at 5:41 PM Congrats on your win, Phyl - Ralph Phyllis Babcock January 20, 2013 at 5:55 PM thanks Ralph

Christopher Bunton January 20, 2013 at 12:58 PM Congratulations on your win! Phyllis Babcock January 20, 2013 at 4:07 PM thank you Christopher

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl January 20, 2013 at 11:29 AM Congratulations on your top spot Phyl luv xx Phyllis Babcock January 20, 2013 at 4:07 PM thank you Mandy

Poet Destroyer A January 20, 2013 at 10:02 AM Good morning Phyllis Babcock , :-) CONGRATULATIONS on a poem well done. Nice nice nine lines in Tracie's :-) " #9 " awesome contest... love always ~PD Phyllis Babcock January 20, 2013 at 4:07 PM thank you PD

Len Gasun January 19, 2013 at 7:27 PM Congratulations on your big win my dear Phyllis! love/hugs, Leonora Phyllis Babcock January 20, 2013 at 4:06 PM thank you

Sara Kendrick January 17, 2013 at 5:40 PM Enjoyed reading this creative work..Reads like winning material for the contest..The work has me asking questions as to where is this land?..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Jack Horne January 13, 2013 at 3:14 PM love this, especially the upbeat last line, Phyll - thanks for all your kindness, my friend

Elizabeth Wesley January 11, 2013 at 10:14 PM It's been below zero here but I remember the heat last summer with no rain. yuk! you deliver a strong message for this contest. all the best in the contest love lizzie

Charles Henderson January 11, 2013 at 1:36 PM A long time to waif for relief.

Andrea Dietrich January 11, 2013 at 1:32 PM wow, what a great use of the nine lines you made, Phyllis. I would never have known i was reading a poem with nine words per line, you did it so seamlessly!

Debra Squyres January 11, 2013 at 10:38 AM Typing now on a cold, wet day and begging to see the sun. I know that in the summer I'll be looking forward to the cooler weather again. Wish the heavens rain clouds had a push button, on and off lol I enjoyed this and remember the Hot Dry Burning days of summer. Well done !!

Anne-Lise Andresen January 11, 2013 at 9:46 AM Why not share the equally ..... some get too much rain, some get too much sun, or snow, wind ....... If you and I decided we should split a bit of everything for everyone. - A well written poem dear Phyllis. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)