Heat Wave
by Norma Martiri
Outstretched limbs shelter us
as we slowly sip iced tea.
Sweaty glasses compete against sweaty bodies.
Mango juice drips down our arms as the
familiar summer flavour bursts in our mouths.
The children squeal with cool delight
playing endless games in the spouting sprinkler.
The poor old dog sits in the dirt
panting, panting, struggling.
He listens to the friendly banter
hanging in the stifling air.
Then a sudden breeze wraps around us
like a cool, wet layer of pleasure
that at last offers welcomed relief.
Life is good under the mango tree.
Copyright ©: 2011
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Нина Пикулева – Ой, да чья ж это девчушка
- Bearhug by Michael Ondaatje
- On the Birth of a Posthumous Child by Robert Burns
- At the Mid Hour of Night by Thomas Moore
- France, the 18th year of These States. by Walt Whitman
- all-days-seem-same.html
- Николай Языков – Песни (Мы любим шумные пиры)
- Written Upon A Blank Leaf In “The Complete Angler.” by William Wordsworth
- I waited by Raj Arumugam
- A Fairy Tale poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- If I could tell you by W. H. Auden
- Robert Burns: The Winter It Is Past:
- The Human Seasons poem – John Keats poems
- The New House A-Gettèn’ Wold by William Barnes
- Вера Павлова – Нет, нет, не ревность
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
