It is hot.
Simmering searing
sweaty steamy
sticky icky
boiling broiling
roasty toasty
burning baking
spirit breaking
lazy making
tryingly fryingly
dyingly whyingly
hot.
Tag: hot
Unseasonal
Honeysuckle perfumes my whole yard
enough surely to sweeten the bitter cup
of a hot steamy miserable July weekend
shoving its way into my merry little month of May.
Shut the House
Fragrance of honeysuckle drifts through the window
on a just barely cool breeze
Starlings make their grackling comments
The day will be hot and I
I will be shutting up the house
wishing I had held and preserved
a cup of this early morning freshness.