Heated Summer Morning

This morning, I sat quietly listening to the sounds of summer. Birds high up in the trees tweeted to one another as cicadas sang their ritual summertime song. Hydrangeas huddled together sharing their space with Black-eyed Susans, looking bright and playful as if they were stretching and spreading toward the light. Nothing moved as the heat kept sizzling so I continued to sit on the porched watching nature unwrap its morning like a gift. Not to forget the hum and sights of the season, I brought the joy inside.

heated morning

unfolded in vibrance

earth watched in awe

©CV, 2020

Summer heat continued all day and into the night. Each time I walk past the flowers, I am reminded of the gift of summer joy nature brings. I send this bouquet to Two Writing Teachers for today is Slice of Life Tuesday.

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It's Hot!

Summer heat lays heavily this morning. 

Instead of an energetic beginning of the day, there was a lethargic feeling. 

Lethargy

Long dog days,

   Marked by record heat, come as

Early-arrival weather,

   Scorching and sizzling.

Todders run with  glee,

   Shouting, "It's hot."

Heat continues all day,

   Slowing down life's pace but

Ants continue to scurry-

   Heat resistant critters.

Riled by the heat wave,

   Residents up their air conditioning,

Gauge their temperament 

   By the thermometer, and 

Yearn for cooling rain

   To regain energy levels.

🍦

Tips to Beat the Heat!

Not only stay hydrated and cool, eat lots of greens, but give yourself a treat.

It's National Ice Cream Month!

Note:

The above poem is a modification of an acrostic poem. 

The first letter of each stanza spells out the poem's subject.

It's Slice of Life Tuesday. Join me at Two Writing Teachers.