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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

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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!

Eyes Wide Open

Reading Cyranny’s Cove Blog last night, I see that she is featuring something called After Eight Moments  She has been capturing moments each day with her phone and shares them on her site.  She suggested we might  also find some time to see what we can come up with. I think it’s a great concept and it will encourage me to pay more attention as I go about my day.  Loving nature, I generally enjoy running outdoors and thought it would be a good idea to take better notice of my surroundings.  Usually I am engrossed in an audible book whilst also keeping an eye on the sidewalks for uneven paving.  I have experienced a couple of nasty trips and my poor face, knees ankles and hands can’t take much more abuse!

This morning the temperature was hovering around the 90 degree mark and I had to slow down and walk for a while so I wouldn’t pass out.  That gave me the chance to study the world around me and I found these two great things.

Thanks for the encouragement!

Ghost of Gecko Gone!

Bamboo reaching for the Sun

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