93 And Rising Fast

DesertWords

I'll try again to face the day
but, Lord, I know what I will say
when, in the broiling mid-day sun,
the needle points to 1-1-1.
Please get me out of here!

Tomorrow, if the word is true,
the dial will tell us 1-1-2.
Each day a slow but steady rise,
so I will shout into the skies:
"Ok, I've had enough!"

But there's no end in sight, you see.
Next Friday's temp is 1-1-3.
And Saturday is 1-1-4.
I cannot take it any more!
I think I'll book a cruise.

As time goes by and my years pass,
I've come to understand at last
that I'm not suited for this heat.
I need to live where I can greet
a cool, refreshing dawn.

Vermont, Fargo, Saskatchewan?
I'll flip a coin and pick the one
that boasts of cooler summer days.
Who needs these brutal burning rays?
But here I am today.

It's 8 a.m.  My day is done.
No biking, hiking, morning run.
It's 93 and rising fast.
The bet is on that I can't last
beyond a week or two.

Dear God, who makes the good earth spin,
would I be guilty of a sin
if in these hot, oppressive days
I turned my heat distorted gaze
to good old Boreas?

 

 

(Boreas:  In Greek mythology, the god of the north wind and cold weather)

  • Author: DesertWords (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 27th, 2018 14:23
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  • Heartwriter

    Really a great read and the heat can be unbearable at times. Thanks for sharing.

    • DesertWords

      Thanks for the comment. Sitting in my car right now...105.

    • SLR

      We also have horrendously hot summers. If I wasn't melting into the sidewalk, I would say that I know exactly how you feel! Great write.

      • DesertWords

        Appreciate your comment. Long time till Fall.

        • SLR

          Here too. It doesn't start to cool off until sometime in October. Even the devil asks for ice water around here! 🙂

        • A.H. Browning

          I work with a guy who would track down old Boreas and have a few choice words, and would not leave him in peace without a signed contract for cooler weather.

          Enjoyed very much.

          • DesertWords

            Thanks. If you know where I can get my hands on Boreas, let me know.



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