Short Humid Poems
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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!
Humid day
BY; TOM
2006
Clouds intermittently perspiring;
Can’t call it “Sweating With The Oldies”,
Clouds newly formed.
Thunder echoes across the Heavens,
Is God teasing?
Or will Ernestine’s car
Finally get washed?
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
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.
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...
When walking a dog
On a hot humid day
It is not a good idea
The pavement is too
hot
For their little paws
Walk them when it is
cooler
All dogs should be home
For they are better off
On a humid day
For our fury friends
On hot and humid days
A humid day at Lowell ponds,
falling rain last night,
cleaned up nature's home.
Fresh air do I smell,
such clean water that
covers this pond.
A humid day in Colorado
is such a rare event,
more rain is on it's way.
So this pond will stay
clean for ducks, geese,
and fish to enjoy.
wrote 8-28-07
On a humid night
Hot, as the heat wave strikes
Emotions that churn restlessly
Dark and fervid as the night.
Would it have been different
Could laughter show its might
But laughters are an echo
Far off......
In the distant daylight.
On a humid night
Tossing, the nightmares take flight
The clock that ticks endlessly
Dreams become a blight.
Would I have been indifferent
A shrug, an oversight
But hurts become an echo
And hits.....
Like a blistering smite.
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.