Crikeys, it's hot! Even here in Minnesota, it is getting into the 90's, which creates visions of the Apocolypse for Scandanavians, apparently. Out east, it is really unbearable, and they lost power for many days in some areas, as well.
There is a lot to say about shimmering heat... what it does to people, how it always seems to surprise us, how it may be caused by RRL's smoking, as a metaphor... all of it. We're casting the net widely.
Here is mine:
I step out the door
And gasp a little; step back...
Maybe I'll wear shorts.
Just make it about 5 syllables/7 syllables/5 syllables, and the winner will get a bio here on Monday.
Oregon has nice
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you REALLY like rain.
I LOVE RAIN.Mostly
Because it is not snow. Its
nature saying "hello."
"Heat wave twenty twelve!"
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lower 48.
shady parking spot
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only ninety nine
~*~*~*~*~*
even in the woods
leaves wilt high upon the trees
conserving moisture
breathe, the air is dense
The sky hazy with ozone
sweat evaporates
ground, atlas of cracks,
Storm clouds on the horizon
hopeful for relief
There is no room for
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open the window.
There are dew points and
heat indexes, just new ways
to say it's sure hot.
Long run down right side.
ReplyDeleteSweat drips my cheek. I breathe.
Sweet summer's heat swells.
Walking in the heat,
ReplyDeleteSweat runs down my back and face,
Ice cubes in my shorts.
I'm in Santander,
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It's called vacation.
~*~*~*~
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squirrels hiding in the vines
eating unripe orbs
~*~*~*~
The sky is hazy
Return, Carolina blue
A hawk soars above
~*~*~*~
barefeet on pavement
ouch, ouch, blistering, ouch, ouch
tar upon my heals
~*~*~*~
Laundry dries outside
no breeze, lifeless, colorful
Thirty minutes, done
The Church remembers
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stake by . . . umm . . . the Church.
Washington, DC
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Is Congress to blame?
Emerge from cold car.
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Arctic blast at door.
Frozen foods numb me.
Pay and prepare for return.
Will I make it back?
Bravely I greet the
Suffocating wave of heat.
Each step roasts my feet.
Groceries loaded.
Cart returned. The AC on.
Sunday ritual.
(Central Texas survivor)
My phone tells me all
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loved ones. Hottest here.
Hotter than Texas,
South Carolina, Virgin-
ia, and Hell, I'm sure.
Although, I hope I
don't have any loved ones in
Hell. Still hotter here.
I swim every day
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To the house ... humid...
Climate change? Could be,
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I've always been hot.
Percipitation
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Leaves, wanting, absord
I have complained much
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The day lily wilts.
Dog lies down in dust.
Eschewing play.His tongue hangs--
One drop of water.
Her hat of paper
Only serves to conduct heat--
Dreams palm trees, breeze,sea.
My father wore cowboy
Hats in summer in the field
114.Face angry red.
We took bleach bottles
Froze with water to the field.
Weeded 'til noon sun reigned.
Rattlesnake curved his
Way across gravel road,his
Eyes glittered sun-love.
Hi Everybody! I am in a really fine fettle this morning and got a little carried away! Hope everyone is managing to keep cool and enjoying sweet tea and laziness.
Stellar haikus today.Tyd,love the last one! O my,Christine!Sara,nice.Hi,Campbell,Love it!Carrie,good work,Sis! Anonymous,wonderful! I have to stop,because every single one is really marvellous. Professor,I congratulate you...you have caused some very fine poets to be birthed.
ReplyDeletePercipitation
ReplyDeleteSteam coils skyward, parched trees
Re-energizing
(sorry the heat and lack of rain are starting to drive me crazy)
Poplar, charred leaves drift
burnt orange, spinning slowly
to the ground below
Oh, hot and sultry
ReplyDeleteWomen and men lose control
What survives the heat?
MMM
Fern dies sitting still
ReplyDeleteOn antimacassar.Heat
Melts ice in juleps
Her hair mats to skull
Faces flush unnatural blush
No escape.Inferno.
Flee for cellar.
Dank,dark,but cool comes up,like
Life from graves rising.
With her shoe kicks it
Forgotten bottle. Champagne.
Please do not find us.