HEAT
My, oh my, where is the air that we crave to have around us? Has it been swallowed up by the heat in defeat to stay, not wanting to go away?
Laughing at us as we wish for sweet relief from this heat. The clouds are in the sky so high, but where are those that make the rain…those that cool us off as it falls from the sky to the ground, watering the earth, giving it a cool drink of relief.
Sitting to stay cool, walking brings heat, heat to the body that is screaming from the heat it feels, the heat it dreads, doesn’t want to come in contact with.
Heatrays dance through the air as if the devil is walking around the sun. Trees stand still not moving their arms to give a breeze. The wind is locked up in the chambers of the sky; as if to say goodbye.
Body overheating, body not eating, only drinking in the humidity that it brings to torment a soul from without and from within. What can one say or do? Where can one go to escape from the heat? The answers are nothing and to a colder climate where the sun does not shine.
Maybe the heat will run COVID-19 away, I would like to think so. Maybe it will. Time for swimming and having fun in the sun, but the heat keeps some inside. We can walk. We can ride if the heat will let us go outside, but if not what can we do?
Rain, rain come again bring this heat to an end. Send it away I must say and bring a rainbow in its place. Bring music to the sky as the birds fly up high so free and clear for our ears to hear, to listen, and to hum along to their sweet song written only by them.
Heated blue skies with clouds unseen but there, sends the smell and feel of humidity in the air. Heat rises and so does our hair from the heat that is there. What can we do to keep it in place, to keep it tamed, to keep the friz away?
Heat can be dangerous, heat can be fun, but one must be careful when they’re out in the sun.
Summer Hell, Summer Heat!
Summer hell, Summer heat, sun rays scorched my feet. Walking on gravel and asphalt driving through on the streets. Tar and heat, and ripples of waves dance around the sun leaving flames for the clouds to drink, but to rain down water from the sky is impossible.
Waiting for the flames to let up to enjoy the greenery is draining. Breathing in heat and exhaling out heat leaves sweat rolling down the body in complete salty stickiness. Can I feel some relief? Can I feel just a touch of Winter by thinking about it? I think not. Taking my mind on a cool journey in this heat is deplorable.
Sipping on something to quench my thirst from the heat that dries out my throat is cool and refreshingly heavenly. Ponds of water and lakes in between envelopes my thoughts sitting at a table watching children play; my children, my memories, my passed down smiles…hearing their laughter makes me cry. Thinking of the days past, my mind drifts back to Summer hell, and Summer heat.
Heatwaves dance on the pavement..,on the streets….in the atmosphere reminds us that Summer hell, and Summer heat are here. c.07/15/2023 L.A.
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