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JULY SEARING SWELTERING--

JULY SEARING SWELTERING


Heated hot placement boils torrid;
Desert a blazed atomic fire;
Summer hot breath balmy pungent;
Searing aromatic spiced boils;
~

Summery canicular toasty;
Seething is fervent fiery;
Heated hot placement boils torrid;
Summer hot breath balmy pungent;
~
In this muggy sizzling fervid
Scalding warm glowing July day


7/30/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©

Categories: searing, analogy, anxiety, engagement, environment,
Form: Tail-rhyme

Animating innate Vibrance

I can’t see the sun, but I know of it’s beauty,
a radiant presence, constant and true. 
An Invisible warmth that gently touches my skin. 
Much like the way I feel your presence around me. 

I don’t feel its searing heat, yet it warms my face,
Its light reaching me even when it’s hidden from view. 
A

Categories: searing, sun,
Form: Rhyme

The Reaper

This is not the entity that has been touted and written about
since the times before tamed fire
It is fire, it is malevolent and for that reason it entices me
Enveloped in a shroud of rage unrelenting
Uncaring in its timid posture, it sits patiently
light caressing its curves like a flamenco dancer
In the veins of a volcanic structure,

Categories: searing, food, fruit, funny, humorous,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

-shooting Searing Stars-

The silky searing touch of sappy loving blood is all too much,

Milky stars melting into my murky mind as my body's red mud burns to the touch.

Make my hole riddled skin into astronomy,

Chart something pretty into my mortal flesh that holds too much within to be.

I see stars so let me be them,

Pressure building up

Categories: searing, depression, good night, i
Form: Rhyme

My Searing Thoughts

I watched a man,
once, far away, long ago,
nameless, like a grain of sand,
in that humid, fertile land,
moustache, dark skin,
rough hands full,
of bleating flesh,
rough steel,
piercing the side,
of pink skin hidden,
under dirty wool.
Now, crimson stained,
a kick,
a bleat,
then releasing breath.
How like their pain,
that piercing moment,
that bleating,
the end,
that never ends.
Kicking on the blade,
of my traitor's mind.
Soon to turn on

Categories: searing, feelings, memory,
Form: Prose

Searing Pain Reemerges

searing pain reemerges
each time I pass the hospital
     creeping up to burn my eyes
          subsiding with time, but never forgotten

when the doctor gave his prognosis
all Dad’s children were there
     blades of hopelessness hit my heart

Categories: searing, father daughter,
Form: Free verse

Searing

seething hatred 
     in your heart
simmer in your soul 
     at the start
then rip your whole 
     being apart.

Categories: searing, hate, heart,
Form: Didactic

The Pain of a Searing Loss

How long and how long will you continue to wallow in pains.
The pity party will bring no relief.
Life is a mixed bag of stuffs that may not be pleasant to handle.
All the same even when we falter and fall, are scattered and crushed, we must pick and piece the crumbs together.
we must not let the

Categories: searing, emotions, feelings, heartbreak, heartbroken,
Form: Free verse

Searing Flame -Spanish Quintain

My heart stood still that first day past
When I met you in world so vast.
You did not see the searing flame
That torched my soul I could not tame.
For me evermore die’s been cast.

What puzzling thing makes me to love?
It’s not will but an inner shove.
Of secret hand that gently moves
Within my heart to make its

Categories: searing, love,
Form: Quatrain

Searing

You left so easily, 
for solid reason too, 
I stopped seeking caress and love
Only harshness and brutality 
Cold air and freezing rain
It makes me feel alive 
I’m ****ed up gone 
Blasted awake 
I’m stoic Irish 
And I’ll take it to the grave.
Night is my day
And I’m searching for a light 
So far away

Categories: searing, deep, grave, grief,
Form: I do not know?

Searing Heat

An ascetic dies in a shoe
spilling blood.
A surreal moon
wants to investigate –

a sectarian divide of
fraudulent sky.
And you want to be buried
under rose petals –

courting controversies
to clean the polluted river.
A lifeboat was needed
to take you for a quiz –

singing national anthem.
Emblematic,
You were sharpening
your nails.



Satish Verma

Categories: searing, art,
Form: ABC

Searing Soul

Lead me not into the fire
As damnation burns deeper
And my soul cannot bear
Another searing hot flame
Please do not scorch my life
I would die a horrible death
If you take me to burn by fire
Deep within my scalding heart

Russell Sivey

Categories: searing, death, lost love, me,
Form: Free verse

~a Searing Tradition~

Autumn’s tortoiseshell sky
reclined across mountain’s chaise longue,
content to linger
while night stirred and rose.

A tangled weave of broken limbs
lay like nest for dragon’s sleep,
and they came, draped in woolen armour,
quilted masks pulled high
against flailing artic wind,

virgin warriors, wide eyed
tasting the wild adrenaline,
anticipating their conquests flesh
as it roasts in dying embers
of funeral pyre.

Now from the cart
frozen in

Categories: searing, anniversary, education, imagination
Form: Free verse