Summer Heat

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July- 16- 2025

Summer Sonnet Poetry Contest

Sponsor- X F Lacasse

The sun is seen a flaming ball in the sky, Darting down spears of smarting beams. Heat waves from the smoked earth rise high For a drop of water, the thirsty earth screams. The waterlogged lands have long gone dry. The soil is left cracked and parched. Drying crops have made the farmers sigh. The once lush green meadows are lying scorched. Sun's heat, like a spiteful scorpion’s sting, Burns 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 moan Etna seethes, birds and beasts, groan!

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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.

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 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.