The Dog Days of Summer

The Dog Days of Summer

The Summer began in early Spring this year
Bringing merciless heat scorching body and earth
Cranking air conditioners and spinning fans
Beaches and pools crowded with souls
Searching for cooling comfort
The solstice came and went
and the arrival of rainy season gifted relief
As it slipped into its seasonal pattern
Now deep into August the sky is full
Moving clusters of cumulus clouds
Drape themselves across the blue-grey expanse
Emptying in intervals
With thirty second rain showers
Now you see them, now you don’t
Pouring on one side of the street,
Not the other
The sun peeking in between
Painting her rainbows
And as darkness falls mosquitoes come to life
Sending their targets scurrying
for the cover of citronella
Heat lightning glows red in the night sky
And thunder’s drum roll announces its presence

Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

August in Florida is God's way of reminding us who's in charge. -- Blaize Clement

Mish is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse. This poem is in response to Sanaa's
prompt of The Month of August from Thursday night's D'Verse. I was running too late to post it!

  16 comments for “The Dog Days of Summer

  1. August 8, 2022 at 4:04 pm

    Our summer in the UK came late. We had thunderstorms in spring then days of extreme heat with more forecast in the next few days. I’m not sure if we’ve reached the ‘dog days of summer’…yet. Your poem sums this summer perfectly.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 8, 2022 at 10:20 pm

      Thanks Bernadette. Crazy weather patterns all over the world these days. I cant believe those pictures of London burning. Amazing!

  2. August 5, 2022 at 12:35 pm

    Those ominous clouds have been making themselves known here too….quite the contrast from our heat waves. I like this line……”The sun peeking in between / Painting her rainbows”

    • Christine Bolton
      August 5, 2022 at 7:13 pm

      Thank you Mish. Stay dry! ☺️💕

  3. August 5, 2022 at 6:44 am

    This is so beautiful and spot on, Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 5, 2022 at 8:03 am

      Aww thanks Regina ☺️💕

  4. August 5, 2022 at 2:30 am

    Christine, are you sure this is about your part of the world? I could swear you are writing about Delhi. Such vivid imagery and eye for details. ❤️😊

    • Christine Bolton
      August 5, 2022 at 7:59 am

      Ah yes Punam! I know our weather patterns are similar but I would have written about the ‘assault on my senses’ if writing bout Delhi. The sounds, the sights and the smells are unforgettable ☺️❤️

  5. August 5, 2022 at 2:29 am

    Loved this❤. Beautiful and realistic view of summer ⭐

    • Christine Bolton
      August 5, 2022 at 7:59 am

      Thank you Laiba. I appreciate that ☺️💕

      • August 5, 2022 at 9:05 am


  6. August 5, 2022 at 1:25 am

    You’ve painted a vivid image through your words Christine.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 5, 2022 at 8:00 am

      Thanks so much Sadje ☺️💕

      • August 5, 2022 at 8:45 am

        You’re welcome

  7. August 4, 2022 at 11:43 pm

    You’ve captured the essence of summer in your poem – the heat, the frustration it engenders in us, and so much more.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 5, 2022 at 8:02 am

      Thank you Nitin. Im happy you liked it ☺️💕

Comments are closed.

%d bloggers like this: