by Pat Laster
"Ain't it awful, the heat--ain't it awful...
from Kurt Weill's opera, "Street Scene"
Still too
hot for outside
work, so my flowers will
probably die. It's either them
or me.
~~~
Wind chime's
paddle moves but
not enough to set off
its tubing. Beyond, cat on my
new car.
~~~
"Rain as my Muse"
I sit
on the front porch
during a thunderstorm.
Like the plants sucking up water,
I wait,
seeking
in this morning
coolness, direction for
the next development in my
sequel.
~~~
Summer--
Why pay to lie
in a tanning booth with
heat lamp above? Spread a pallet
outside!
~~~
"Unrequited"
A huge
summer-wilted
blue jay zooms toward water,
sees the cat nearby, flies off, still
thirsty.
(1st place, Siloam Springs, 2007)
c 2012 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press
Only about 45 days until Fall!
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