tanka, other poetry, & insignificant writings of janet lynn davis
Friday, June 28, 2013
Sun sizzles
sun sizzles over the pavement— in this heat a single tear can dry in seconds —A Hundred Gourds, 2:1, December 2012 The sun has been sizzling here lately. We've already inched up into the triple digits (degrees F).
A poem of sudden contrasts, from sizzle to sadness, with much left unsaid.
ReplyDeletethank you, jenny!
ReplyDeleteit was 107 in our region today - and it did feel like it.