Monday, June 8, 2009

Still hot out

my head is spinning
a dry wind's blowing
smoke of fires
mosquitoes biting
now
for the first time
i cannot handle
all that heat

tilly is on the plane
i worked all day
work work work
without a sister
here to help
cooking supper
i cannot handle
all that heat

roses blooming
the undergrowth
suddenly three feet tall
fresh green leaves
already grey
leaf-miners, or is drought?
i cannot handle
all that heat

i stay inside
i do not like that
but now you know
why i do miss ....:)
no!!!!
I'll smarten up
sit here quietly
watch my cats

all that heat
i am loving it

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

You cannot handle
all that heat
You love it

Anonymous said...

Anonymous said...
You cannot handle
all that heat
i am think you
loving it


June 9, 2009 5:53 AM

christopher said...

Tilly gone. Son graduated. You cannot handle that. The heat is that.

Faith said...

{{{Jozien}}} All that heat!

It is so hard when people we love have to leave:(. I wish I had a sister.

Beautiful poem.

aria said...

good that you still have the heat to embrace....And of course having good memories of more than a week with Tilly's company (and lots of partying)!
big hug!