SUMMER OUTBURST
The poet in me is dry; unwitty
In this summer, non resplendent from heat
Waves upon waves of thermal effusion
E'en the night has lost its placidity.
My brain is drained with fluid thoughts
There's not a juice I can express
The lines are parched; the pens are dried
How organic this heatwaves brought!
I'm wondering when this confusion lasts
What seems normal no longer exists.
The climate change is in full blast!
This continent in conflagration sets.
The poet in me is dried of wits
My brain is drained with fluid thoughts
Confused, perhaps, and boggled too
In every encumbrance this summer brings.
© Leah C. Dancel
Copyright© January 27, 2019
All rights reserved
January 27, 2019
Photo: Stanwell Park
January 26, 2019
Edited Version
SUMMER OUTBURST
The poet in me is dry; unwitty
Non resplendent from this summer heat
Waves upon waves of thermal effusion
E'en the night has lost its placidity.
My brain is drained with fluid thoughts
There's no creative justice I can ascribe
The lines are parched; the pens are dried
How organic the heatwaves brought!
I'm wond'ring when this confusion lasts
What seems normal, no longer exists.
As climate change bursts and blasts!
This continent in conflagration sets.
The poet in me is dried of wits
My brain is drained with fluid thoughts
Confused, perhaps, and boggled too
In every encumbrance this summer brings.
©Leah C. Dancel
Copyright© January 27, 2019
All rights reserved
January 27, 2019
Photo: Stanwell Park
January 26, 2019
