Written for: The Twiglets #187 – “heavy air”
The air hung heavy
over the haunted
black lagoon.
Temperature and humidity
thicken the air
to a heaviness
that weighs upon me
like a hangover.
hangs heavy in air
bees and butterflies slow
July’s relentless heat
A man escaping Florida’s heat
took vacation in Maine as a treat.
He arrived in heat wave
stuck it out several days
then came home with a sense of defeat.
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I like these – the limerick would be my luck, too
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Too terrible to contemplate. Thanks, Debi.
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Love your limericks. L.O.V.E.
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😊
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Oh, yes… when the insects move slow you know it is hot.
I remember going to Florida in the winter… and it wasn’t warm at all. Odd that. 😉
When we can walk through heavy air as if it were a curtain that you can never quite get through –
That’s sticky humidity!
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Perfect analogy!
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The fireflies have gone from my garden. I think they’ve been overcome by the heat as well. I noticed this 2 days ago. It’s getting to everyone and everything!
A nice write!
Pat
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Thanks, Pat. I miss those fireflies.
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it goes on thick and doesn’t melt. more like cream cheese than butter. *whew*
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Can’t be the whipped kind though!
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