Sizzling Summer

Not a leaf moves.

The fiery-orange sun ruthlessly emits intense, scorching heat.

Birds, beaks open, thirst in the stifling air.

Heat, seen in waves,

dizzying all those who dare to brave the burning outdoors.

Pets, at the mercy of their owners, dream of lazing indoors.

Everything is still ...

on this sizzling summer's day.

Joan Adams Burchell

(copyright)

Spring and Summer Poems

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