A few poems for the dry and hot season the nation is currently in.
so hot for so long
the beautyberry leaves
curl and brown
~~~
electric meter's
unending circle's
this summer
~~~
mid-summer heat
dairy cattle udder deep
in the stock pond
~~~
hellphase of summer
incandescent skies
forcing me indoors
(from Arkansas Times)
~~~
Weather
determines my
day's schedule in some ways:
No rain? I water the plants; too
much sun?
I move
out of the swing
to the shade. Too hot? I
retreat inside to the AC's
comfort.
~~~
c 2012 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press
