I’ve been playing with writing a poem for each month of the year. I know it’s only June, but it is too hot to write a poem right now…..so here’s the one I wrote last year about July:


I welcome a cool breeze this morning

arriving at my open door and

making itself at home in rooms

heavy with the heat of yesterday.


A few drops of rain have fallen

to bless the parched earth

and they whisper a promise

of more to come, although

the dry ground scarcely hopes.


For now, the blessing of an overcast sky is enough

a respite from scorching sun and enervating heat.



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