Posted on Aug 18, 2012


Sweltering as the heat builds up
I always wonder what’s the fuss
Give me autumn any time
Not this breathless air I don’t love

Sweltering and melting
Like the witch of Oz
Can’t move, wanna sleep
Keep drifting off

This heat, drying rivers
Again and again
A nice cool breeze
Would be heaven-sent

Posted in: Poetry