A Summer Poem

written on a hot day

you are the burnt map of Summer;

black- edged with lost words

that make the heat a blanket

full of stale-wind sweat,

lips dripping warm syllables

caught between dried smiles ;

the first rain so distant;

drought turning into dust:

you walked away over brown grass;

the Spanish grass.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

What an excellent opening line! We've had tons of rain here the past two days, will send you some to quell that heat. No se dedica a perder el tiempo...much enjoyed this one Leslie.

[Chris]

I kept waiting for the "dust" to expand and for the wind to push it away... dissolutions may encompass so many things and sometimes even people and their relationships.

[Pete Langley]

This is a dour reflection....the word that came into my mind was `arid`. The attritive nature of endless heat and drought, real and analogous, is potent in this fine piece. P.

[Ufi Auttorri ~ UfoAutho..]

Your works always seem to leave me with more questions than answers, Leslie. This one is no exception. You throw the poor reader one dried crumb... "written on a hot day." Is the reader the burnt map of Summer, a companion, a lover, a reflection of self? See what I mean? Nothing but questions. The mind labors and reeks with that stale-wind sweat. It drips but in my case, moistens a smile for I believe that distant rain is approaching. Cool and refreshing... soon to turn the dust of drought into a poultice to those who walk away over brown Spanish grass. No matter if real or imaginary - it is an excellent piece.

[Tate Morgan]

Ah well the Spanish are the Romantic of our species and to add the heat simply turns up the consequences

[Holly Mason]

I read many of your reviews..( I have told ya before ) I admire your thoughts ...and lately you have mentioned the heat a few times ( at least ) so seeing this title from you I had to read...glad I did
I will not try to digest it all right now...but I am not a lover of stale-wind sweat and my heart goes out to you
truly hope it cools off ...rain dance maybe?
have to say...I adore that first line...vivid imagery
thank you for sharing fine (over heated) sir...and here ya go ...cool,cool,cool..rain,rain,rain *)