Heatwave Poem by Helen Crutchett
Heatwave
Rating: ★5.0
I can't catch cool verbs
Summer is groaning,
missing Autumn's
damp carpets of spongy
walking places
I wilt at the sun's
bold beams heavy
moonboots dragging
on sand dunes white
dry cuttlefish bones
lay petrified.
Thursday, July 18, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
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10/31/2025 5:38:42 PM # 1.0.0
Beautiful. The images drawn from nature accentuates the horror of ‘heatwave'..5*