Storms are passing with
The heat I could not stand,
The days drag on so slow as
Summer's flames were fanned
Winds calmed the burn
Yet it lingered there,
As stubborn as ever
Hanging on in the air
Just when I thought
That I was truly done,
Then came the rain
And a more gentle sun.
It is humid here
Acid rain slides down the skin
The moon is now green
Air getting humid
Summer peaks around corner
Cicadas singing
Flora and fauna are in hiding.
No life stirs to do the day's biding.
Feisty dog days are back
in violent attack!
No sign of humid heat subsiding!
sun stroking blue bird
so hot humid steam bakes wings
bird seek shade in dirt
As humid night turned into day,
my eyes I lifted to the gray
and what I saw gave me a turn.
Emboldened blaze of rising sun!
Clouds parted, scurried fast away
and left the dawn to seek its prey.
Tree leaves ashen and green grass scorched,
as if their essence had been torched.
Running, clawing to get inside.
"Have mercy on me, please," I cried.
Seeking shelter from horrid heat,
I quickly made a fast retreat.
As I shut my welcoming door,
the A/C came to raging roar.
He reassured with a kiss
And sorted out
The Details
Persian Cat and the
Humming bird
Watches the flowers
Swaying in the garden.
Sweet nectars shall
Awaking her to be natural
Once again, but now they
stand together in awe!
Adagio Crescendo was introduced to
Fugue Crescendo at a time when her
name was Fugue Verse. They meet
In a little town named Bridge and began
corresponding and became engaged.
They became Cantar and Cantrix , there
In Bridge. Louvers Lyrics united them in
A contractual concept. They joined the
very popular concept orchestra "Genre"
and sang background- ooh-ahs and foreground
Hooks prechoral and choral. Meeting Choral
Made me happy. Where nights and mornings
Lovers are we. Cantrix, I love you. Cantar I love you to. Some might this is an overture with concerns to boredum. Look to the one you love and say we will endure. Mr Adlib do your thing
make it right. Sweet get this man to sing: Cantrix you
know this is a lovers night.Got me saying: and I ain't playing Mister Counter Bass do your thing. Alto please bring me
to my knees, love get me all Kissy Phaced.
It's not every morning where the juice's flow
from every where.
Where even green leaves
shouldn't be freed from the tree.
Here where the white sticky sap
ran the length of the tree.
A thickness to the air
moist air, being sucked in and out by
laboring lungs once stout.
These are the morning where noon
stands still
and what is thinly worn sticks
to the once thick bark.
Mushrooms try to poke up past their
broken backs
strangely flat misshapen heads
their moist yet strangely still.
Pale moonlight where around one green bush
the moon moves up the hill.
no one is outside
it is a hot humid day
the boy stays inside
The night ended in smoke.
Sleepwalking fumes
rolled over the park,
perambulated in groggy circles,
then got stuck in the tree branches
where they hung as thick
as melting duck fat.
Around eleven in the morning
the sky began to baste itself;
you could smell it simmering
on the edge of a backburning brink
as it grilled a too torpid air.
It was sweet in the mouth at first
then it fire-licked wet ears
and slippery toes.
Skeletal strings unwound.
Mind-sweat began to pour,
drowning-out hope of any ease,
thoughts flopped to the earth
stewing amid overheated bubbles,
Microbes leached through
oily eyebrows.
Ohio just can’t get its weather right;
some nights merely pre-heat the day,
daylight pants through aphid snouts
and brown stems,
or bulges lungs with its ballooning fevers.
if the next passer-by
gleefully remarks:
‘what a lovely day’
they will be cursed politely
with a gorgon stare,
then a thin, and crispy leer.
Summer time blue funk
Can't stand all this humid stuff
I have had enough
Car's like an oven
Air-conditioner's working
But the heat is winning
Sweat just pours off me
Clothes and sand stick to bodies
Go to a nude beach
There it's no torture
To frolic in the water
And to "hang" out there...
I'll always remember that humid July day when you, my best friend, almost slipped away. The shock of finding you so cold and stiff. It took four paramedics your body to lift. When I saw you on that stretcher being rushed away, all I could do was to sob and pray. I knew that you had been feeling depressed but I never could have guessed the rest. Unaware of the turmoil you felt with in, I had made morning plans to go to the gym. My inner voice which I frequently doubt made me take a different route. God chose me as a timely alarm, to halt your intentions of doing self-harm. It's now been five years since that horrible day. I'm so grateful to God for not taking you away.
The walk along the road,
Full of twists and turns,
Woods on either side,
Around the corner yet more road,
He has walked this rought many times,
It always seems never ending.
No cars no people quiet as can be,
Not even animal sounds,
Looking up seeing sun through the canopy,
It's hot and so humid he needs a drink.
The road is shaded by the trees,
Its cooler on this road a longer way but cooler,
Yet sweat still runs down his back and face,
It's the final bend not far to go now.
Entering the glistening sun it blinds him temporarily,
He can see his destination up ahead,
Opening the door he walks on in,
Heads turn to look at him,
He has reached his goal,
Now for ...... a pint or two with his mates.
It's humid out, the world's annoyed
Polite folks swear, their nerves threadbare
No energy by noon or so
It's humid out, the world's annoyed
Exhausted now, you've labored so
Too much to bear, you sit and stare
It's humid out, the world's annoyed
Polite folks swear, their nerves threadbare
A bright sunny day
With some puffy clouds
They had images of faces
The temperature high
No birds in the sky
The squirrels were hiding
No one is outside
They were inside
With air conditioning
Having a co, drink
Just relaxing in the
cool air
Reading or answering mail
All of a sudden the sky
Is very dark the sun left
Grey color clouds appear
Getting darker even more
So dark the sky is black
The rain poured down quickly
The ground got soaked
It rained for several hours
Getting darker even more
So dark the sky is black
The rain poured down quickly
The ground got soaked
It rained for several hours
Then quickly as it began
The rain slowed down
The dark clouds cleared
In the sky sunshine appeared
The squirrels came out
Looking for food
The birds looking for worms
The grass looked brighter
Flowers taller and grass greener
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