Pat Adams Poet Quatrain

Sunny Daze

I gasp with my mouth open
But it's much too dry to drool
It feels like I just jumped off
The deep end of an empty pool

The sun beats down upon me
A vial abomination
I may have to fall and crawl
To reach my destination

I've been pushed to the limit
As the sweat runs down my neck
That was quite a marathon
From the back yard to the deck!

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Gershon Wolf July 18, 2019 at 6:12 PM 'Back yard to the deck' is a bit taxing for me these days... How about a few 12-ounce curls first?! Gotta get warmed up properly, you know. LOL. Another great one, Pat. Love your style. ~ gw Pat Adams July 19, 2019 at 4:23 PM Thanks Gershon, I appreciate that!...............80)

Michelle Faulkner July 16, 2019 at 3:26 PM I was thinking just recently 'Did my house grow or has the kitchen always been this far away?' Pat Adams July 16, 2019 at 5:44 PM I know right! Something in the air perhaps!...80)

Lindsay Laurie July 11, 2019 at 7:49 PM G'day Pat … do you realize how many people you embarrassed here. I giggled all the way while responding and now I'm exhausted - great Pat - Lindsay Pat Adams July 12, 2019 at 4:18 PM Yep, well.....it's HOT, HOT, HOT outside, exit at your own risk!.........80)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 11, 2019 at 5:06 PM LOL! You so had me ;D, xomo! Pat Adams July 12, 2019 at 4:17 PM I should dare to dream!....Glad you liked it!.......pat