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Swelter

Moving through the day
In a blister of heat,
Sparks seem to spray
And bounce off the street.

Shadows are twice as black!
The windows sparkle gold.
The earth seems about to crack--
Frightening to behold!

Backed against a wall,
Moving along its side,
I give a desperate call;
There's nowhere to hide,

"Help!"  I cry.
"Who stole the night?
I don't wanna die!
Someone turn out the light!"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Wolf Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 2:38 PM
Sure liked the humor in that last stanza... Not a fan of sweltering anymore. Used to be--- too many years ago. Went from red-hot to ice-cold over time! :) Gershon
Buehler Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 5:24 PM
Variety is the spice of life! Glad you enjoyed this one. Thanks for the nice comment. Evelyn :)
Leffanta Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 2:30 PM
Never go to Australia! There is no industrial haze to block all that pure sunlight from finding you! Aloha! Rico
Buehler Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 5:30 PM
Since we got a lot of snow here since yesterday, Australia is still looking mighty good to me. Thank you for the lovely comment. Aloha, Evelyn
Somadas Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 11:40 PM
Beautiful summer poem.. Here winter is crawling around.. There summer making you crawl.. Thanks for sharing Evelyn..
Buehler Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 10:59 AM
You're very welcome, and thank you so much, Jenish. Glad you found enjoyment in this poem.
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