A breeze when it’s hot
Doesn’t count for a lot
Though we can’t assign blame to the trees,
For their branches that sway
Try to cool off the day
But their efforts can’t really appease.
It looks lovely outside;
Still, the time comes to hide
In the house with a blasting A/C
When the temperatures rise
And humidity tries
To sap all of the oomph out of me.
please let it rain
let it cool off the heat and
give needed relief
an ice cream truck pulls up at the block
and kids have gathered with their demands
to ask the guy who sells the 'cold sweet thing'
to give them one to cool off in the afternoon
my mother would take us there
along with my sister who was fighting me before
to make us forget our stupid conversation
and peacefully enjoy the summer vacations
Today is so mendy
But more a mane that covers busy days
In it I had enough repose
To attack the awaiting wakefulness
Defending the hit ground of possible mendicancy
Thou just don't make this known to my Teddy
For no dream will attends me of absent fantasy
I count the way of moon's disappearance
I recall mouthwash
The water's violence hush
Watching the stars' absence
As the chill of the atmosphere espies
May be the other; thou could recognize human
By what he hath on
Set out at midnight solemnly
To cool off the absent harmattarn triumphantly
And bless it to all prosperity
To compliment the hot spell mildly
I wish all winter back again repair
Thy gath the temple a rounded taunted hair
But all a sudden become far chilly fair
Seeming ambiguous and dull
Hath added me creditability mull
Agile and confidently in full
Let the night builds strength
Not to fight my breath
But hang upon with love, so fortunate
To set me on days singing by favors' consent
I let my coffee sit
Temper not get the better of me
Best let feelings cool off
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Ain’t Gonna Go To Hell For Anybody by Dylan
I find your lines like wine
Making me drunk with love
You toy with my mind
And I’m infatuated enough
But when I think about it
I cool off and pray with faith
Sex and lust is lousy
If you don’t love me God’s way
It’s better to marry
Than to burn like fire
Real love is carried
In red heart of desire
I know we can fool around
And likely have a good time
But hell is a long way down
I don’t want to lose the divine
The love I deserve
The love I desire
Found in holy word
Not from the pit of fire
I’m not going to hell
For any one over flesh
I’d be just as well
Waiting for true happiness
I ain’t gonna go to hell
For anyone no sir not me
God has a plan and well
I’d rather belong to Thee
I don’t like to swim
So a swimmer I’m not,
But I am in Florida
And it is hot!
While visiting friends,
We sat by the pool,
The sun beating down
Where I’d sweat like a fool.
But I learned a new way
To cool off, doing laps
By walking in water -
You’ve tried it, perhaps?
It felt so refreshing
And it could be seen
As a part of a person’s
Aerobic routine.
And the cherry on top
Is I got to replace
My pale New York complexion
With pink on my face.
"A writer must use ink from their heart for their readers." By Poet
Even as a creative "Ghost" writer,
we need "Heart" as we pull an all-nighter.
What will our muse want to "Deliver,"
maybe happy or sad or be a forgiver.
Words can sometimes be very "Tender,"
other times be bold and an offender.
"Erase" is one of our many tools,
no writer wants to be put in a group of fools.
Words are like paint painting the weather,
from days with flowers like pretty heather.
Summers can be really hot and bold,
then we cool off to a winter of "Cold."
They say our blood is really ink,
not red but a pretty pink.
Heart does butterfly flips
When he kisses Lilly lips
Breeze blows blues away
At ease spring lovers at play
A little nip at his neck
Tender makes soft and wet
Forehead with beads of sweat
Touches of love never forget
Sundress glows in gold rays
Story told of bold soul days
That now shows a red face
Satin underneath ravishing place
Birds sing sweetly a new song
He discreetly totes heart along
Like bell ringing wind chime chirp
Sage eyes drinking his chest no shirt
Skinny dipping is not amber allowed
We’re not tripping no one here now
Except earthworms fish and bull frogs
Jump in with me let’s cool off
Skinny dipping in shade of a tree
Hearts skipping like pebble on spring
Color me naughty full of passion for you
Fun spring love under skies in youth
I just wanted you to know
I bought this up to say
you put me in a bad position
see I have to forsake all others
keep other men away
don't think I am being jealous
or I just needed something to say
saw him winking at my Missus
a smirk and grin: I saw you smile
Said swig your wine and beat-it Mister
next time I won't ne so kind
See you put me in a bad position
tryna unravel me to me to cuss
Gone in side I'll see off Mister
let me shoe this fool away
Guess I need more understanding
I thought I was your man
Why you out here hugging and kissing
cuddling up on some other man
aint got much to say about it
I be back when I cool off
there fresh milk in the pitcher
I just finshed feeding and milkin the cow
Make it easy for the cowboy
sometimes let him get his way
ah happy ending with his woman
is that to much for
ah man to pray
Poem on Sloth and Nature
Throws itself around on its tail,
Trees wrapped between its globe,
Shallow pools reflect in repeat
It’s all it sees now,
Dried up meadows,
During the summer rays,
The trees cool off,
Humid air rises on,
Delicate branches,
Made just for itself,
To wrap around,
And hang upside down,
Its world is all that it sees,
The trees between each other,
Leaving no far space in between,
Its world, the one, it is able to grasp.
By Sarah Shahzad, July 2024
Hold on to your many stripes
Before you blow out your pipes
I can hear you loud and clear
Stop acting so cavalier
Cool off then ride on one of the bikes
It's barely midday and I'm here shaking
Shaking cause I've not had anything to eat
And I'm here carrying heavy things around
On an empty stomach..
The rent was due last month
And we into a new month I'm yet to pay
The landlord has me in he's radar now
I can't go back home early, I'll get here late
When he's already gone home
Cause if he waits me by the door
I'll have nothing to give him
Cause I've not had anything given to me
The heat is intense today
My body is heating up I feel like I'll blow
So I'm here panting, hoping to cool off
Cause I'm out of air I couldn't keep working
I'm hiding behind this pile of dirt
Cause if the foreman saw me
This would be my last day here at work
And all that money would just go, I have to stay
I never thought this is how life would roll out to be
But it's been rolling and I'm rolling like a stone,
that's lost course, I just keep going
Hoping to hit a wall and maybe my mind would be at ease
......
The PO£T
The potatoes are cooling in a pretty blue dish.
Looking like hillside stones or sleeping piglets.
While waiting for the litter to cool off.
I thought about the many wars being fought...
On our beautiful blue planet of the newly forsaken.
Millions of innocent lives selfishly taken.
How much money and time have been wasted.
Lobbing bombs into robin's-egg skies, no wells of life being dug.
No mustard seeds planted, while white crosses are sown.
From which nothing but heartache ever grows.
The potatoes in the pretty blue dish have cooled enough to eat.
Wars tend to harden over time and will never cease to be.
The birds flutter along the stone path to the colorful garden
they are searching for food to feed their hungry babies
the sunflowers sway near the bench smiling at the new babies lives
Across the bench is a huge pond one bird swims there now
In the sky the ducks and geese come to cool off from the hot sun
They fly their wings and splash in the cool water
They glide in peace across cloud filled refection
Content to fly to their destination
Heidi Sands and Darlene De Beaulieu
thank you Heidi for this experience writing this poemtogether.
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