Summer arrives
and it's HOT.
Leaves wilt,
Saguaro blossoms
last less than a day.
The doves, pigeons
and the quail
scope out swimming pools
to watch and drink.
The gila woodpecker
takes his fill
and the hummingbird feeder.
Lizards laze on walls
and even search for cracks
in the doors to catch
a cool breeze
from the air conditioning.
It is 108 degrees today. We're all counting the length of triple digit days. This is a free verse poem that describes life in the desert. Can you write your own poem about what the weather is like in your part of the world? Do have fun writing.
I've been having fun making poetry boxes this week. I'll explain tomorrow. I also read that tomorrow in National Doughnut Day, so I'd better work on a poem for that. Yum! I'm hungry just thinking about it.
Hi Joy,
ReplyDeleteI can just hear one lizard saying to another, "Want to join me in a few puffs of cool air?"
Me too. I was surprised when I found more lizards hanging out around my door until I figured out why they were doing it. I even had one tapping on the window of my studio this week. The window was a lot cooler than the air outside. It was already in the 80's when I went for my walk at 7 AM.
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