Hot as Hades The temperature spikedIt was 110 degreesA sweltering heatand still no sign of a breeze Flies on the skinsucking body sweatDogs panting loudlyRaindrops not a threat Overweight citizensfanning themselves furiouslyToo tired to speak andGoing nowhere dubiously Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©In response to DVerse Poets Monday QuadrilleHosted by De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo)The prompt was “Spiked”AContinue reading “Hot as Hades – A Quadrille”
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