the hot sun drives
our sweaty heads
mad…blood boiling,
tongues panting…
no rain to cool
us, no shade
to offer sweet
relief from
summer’s bitter
stillness
if poetry is the
breath of fools
then let me be
remembered for
the words of
my foolish
heart
rhapsody in muted blue
make a wish upon a star
if believing could make
a thing come true
then power belongs to
the dreamer’s heart
there are blossoms
withering on the vine
a too hot sun
makes every living
thing secretly long
for summer to fall
Magnetic Poetry using Original, Poet, Love and Nature Kits by Kat. 🙂
like mercury colliding... 
July 22nd, 2017 at 7:23 pm
Kat, I love all of these! I haven’t done any for awhile, but this makes me want to. 🙂 Great job!
Blessings to you!
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July 22nd, 2017 at 7:41 pm
Thanks Gayl. Hope you’re doing well. You know I enjoy the magnets. 😉
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July 23rd, 2017 at 6:05 am
I do love all of these but the last one especially resonates with me. 💜🌹
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July 23rd, 2017 at 7:32 am
Thanks Willow. That one is a good one. 😊
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July 23rd, 2017 at 7:58 am
It really is ☺️
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July 23rd, 2017 at 12:15 pm
So it’s a bit hot over there, eh? 😉
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July 23rd, 2017 at 12:17 pm
100 degrees and lovely Virginia humidity! We’re melting! 😜
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July 24th, 2017 at 10:09 am
Brava.. 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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