Summer Published by Members Recently Online Poems
#summer
Skechers for Scorpions
Yesterday, I almost stepped on a scorpion.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
#animals
#summer
#funny #MyInspiration
#funny #MyInspiration
332 reads
6 Comments
Skechers for Scorpions
Yesterday, I almost stepped on a scorpion.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
#animals
#summer
#funny #MyInspiration
#funny #MyInspiration
332 reads
6 Comments
Skechers for Scorpions
Yesterday, I almost stepped on a scorpion.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
#animals
#summer
#funny #MyInspiration
#funny #MyInspiration
332 reads
6 Comments
Skechers for Scorpions
Yesterday, I almost stepped on a scorpion.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
#animals
#summer
#funny #MyInspiration
#funny #MyInspiration
332 reads
6 Comments
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
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Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
#trees
#sun
#sky
#summer
#NaPoWriMo2022
289 reads
3 Comments
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
2 / 30
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
#trees
#sun
#sky
#summer
#NaPoWriMo2022
289 reads
3 Comments
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
2 / 30
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
#trees
#sun
#sky
#summer
#NaPoWriMo2022
289 reads
3 Comments
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
2 / 30
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
#trees
#sun
#sky
#summer
#NaPoWriMo2022
289 reads
3 Comments
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
2 / 30
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
Looming Canicular Days in Triple Digits
I suppose I chose this, these sweltering summer days and nights
Moved here for a variety of reasons ----
Smog-less skies flooded with powdery baby blues
& not a cloud to shade me from the sun
amidst the etiolated hues
Thinking aloud
Fixated now on the palm tree’s drooping limbs
never noticed before how here in Southern Arizona
their leaves glisten, so much so. . .
looking like Christmas tinsel
silver strands dripping into shiny dross
Day-dreams, ...
#trees
#sun
#sky
#summer
#NaPoWriMo2022
289 reads
3 Comments
Same As Last Year
The green yella's in the heat
Wilts
Leaves droop in the swelter
The shade's hot
The sunlight's hotter
Not enough breeze
To even stir the leaves
It's said, "Only mad dogs and Englishmen
Go out in the heat of the midday sun"
Southerners take the beat down too
Dog days
Red necks
And farmer's tans
The black top sizzles
Red clay dust
Powders washed out gray asphalt
Need rain
Temps dancing near 100 for days
Say it might drop to 88
And give us a break ...
Wilts
Leaves droop in the swelter
The shade's hot
The sunlight's hotter
Not enough breeze
To even stir the leaves
It's said, "Only mad dogs and Englishmen
Go out in the heat of the midday sun"
Southerners take the beat down too
Dog days
Red necks
And farmer's tans
The black top sizzles
Red clay dust
Powders washed out gray asphalt
Need rain
Temps dancing near 100 for days
Say it might drop to 88
And give us a break ...
#summer
192 reads
2 Comments
Artemis Beckons
I heard the children of the night
in coyote lunar tribute
under the stars that love to shoot
final salutes on their last flight.
And geese as well cried through the beams
that lit the skies wherein they flew
which by my soul were midnight blue
just as they are in all my dreams.
But truth be told the crickets were
the ones who owned the skies the most
and probably from coast to coast
in concert insect crazy stir...
to soothe the feral human heart,
far more... than sapience...
in coyote lunar tribute
under the stars that love to shoot
final salutes on their last flight.
And geese as well cried through the beams
that lit the skies wherein they flew
which by my soul were midnight blue
just as they are in all my dreams.
But truth be told the crickets were
the ones who owned the skies the most
and probably from coast to coast
in concert insect crazy stir...
to soothe the feral human heart,
far more... than sapience...
#moon
#night
#summer
129 reads
11 Comments
Artemis Beckons
I heard the children of the night
in coyote lunar tribute
under the stars that love to shoot
final salutes on their last flight.
And geese as well cried through the beams
that lit the skies wherein they flew
which by my soul were midnight blue
just as they are in all my dreams.
But truth be told the crickets were
the ones who owned the skies the most
and probably from coast to coast
in concert insect crazy stir...
to soothe the feral human heart,
far more... than sapience...
in coyote lunar tribute
under the stars that love to shoot
final salutes on their last flight.
And geese as well cried through the beams
that lit the skies wherein they flew
which by my soul were midnight blue
just as they are in all my dreams.
But truth be told the crickets were
the ones who owned the skies the most
and probably from coast to coast
in concert insect crazy stir...
to soothe the feral human heart,
far more... than sapience...
#moon
#night
#summer
129 reads
11 Comments
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