Let’s set the latitude to swelter
I’ve never been
your frozen angel
I’ll caress the
Rose of Sharon, white faced and rosy-cheeked
with its leaves going limp
withering in the stagnant heat
I won’t call foul
even with the decimation of squash
the brittle leaves
brushing my fingers
Instead, I will meet
the cinnamon-headed girl
for tea on the porch
speaking freely
of such scorching things
As the blaze of summer
surrounds us
on a hot August day
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Wonderful L.T. !
Thank you, Holly!
So… so well expressed and making me long for those extended hot days in the kayak, on the River or lolling on the sand bars watching dear, bear, beaver, gulls, eagles and seals basking in the sun. A few more months…
Those sound like perfect days indeed, Sha’Tara. It’s true, just a few more months…
It will be warmer soon.
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site and commented:
By a great lady named Lana who wants to kick her shoes off.
I must say, LT I’m enjoying these visits to sunny swimming pools and scorching Augusts you’ve been arranging to help us through Winter. Who needs several hours on a plane when your transport arrangements are so convenient. Quality writing 🙂
Thanks Phil, as you can tell, summer is my favorite season, although it gets terribly hot in Texas 😀
I can’t say I miss Texas summers, Lana! Far too hot for my Midwestern tastes. But summer in Illinois is splendid, and your poem takes me right there!
Debbie, you are so correct. Summers in Texas are not for everyone. It is still my favorite season, but truth be told, I’m usually ready for it to end when it is still hanging on in September!
My favorite month. I felt the warmth!
It is my favorite month also, D.D! I know you could probably take the heat right along with me because it is certainly hot in your neck of the woods!
My isp has taken a dislike to your lovely poems and stories Lana and insists on dumping you in the spam folder. Luckily I am getting wise to this and rescuing you in time! I should have found this poem reflective of my current time of year, but as I’m sitting wrapped in my shawl, with socks on my cold toes and a puppy cuddled in for warmth, We are both looking forward to the heat of summer!
Oh dear, that contrary isp. Mine works that way as well somcetimes. Sorry that you are also feeling the chill of winter. I actually shouldn’t complain, we have had very little truly cold weather….I just enjoy summer as it is my favorite season!
I’m looking forward to those porch-sitting hot summer days, Lana. You capture them well 🙂
Thanks, Diana. I’m all for ice tea on the porch! Summer is a bit hot here, ha ha, but it is still my favorite time of the year 😀
Very vivid imagery, Lana. It’s freezing here, but reading this almost made me start sweating and wilting. Well done. 🙂
Thanks Joan, August is right around the corner, sort of 😀
Beautiful, and a lovely summer day you have painted in your words! 🙂
I love summer, even though where I live, the heat is unbearable. It has always been my favorite season, and in the evening, the heat levels off some. Thank you!
You’re welcome. 🙂