The Sun Woke with a Bite
The sun woke with a bite,
an ominous, dull rage,
seeping quietly into flesh,
announcing a harsh and errant day,
as if all kindness wept for loss
and bitter dry heat at great cost
would rule our waking hours.
An opened door alarm,
did send the day packing,
a choice to stay inside,
in shade and cool attracting
an indolent day, far from that sun,
that orb so far outreaching
its usual giving light.
Blistering, oppressive heat,
reminds us how complete
that nature has her way,
to steal the day and keep us where we stand,
in homage to her grand powers,
her life-giving and taking hours
often more than we can take.
And so today,
I write in the shadow of her wrath,
that bite too much to grasp,
and I feel her dark mood,
her crisp and searing brooding,
and sky bereft of plumes,
pale under the red affront.
Conditioned air my savior,
as if a snow filled room,
my eyes closed resumes a halcyon moment,
and bide my time I must,
till that sun decides to dust a horizon,
and a cool breeze may soothe the scorch,
as I just sit and watch the night prevail.
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That unrelenting heat can sure keep us in our sanctuary a bit longer. When that beloved sun goes down and the first cool air is felt then it is a joy to sit out and listen to the night awaken. Love your poem, Tony. I can almost feel the heat. Very nice work.
It was over 100 odd degrees today, but now in the evening its calming down and tomorrow is forecast much less. I do believe we’re in for a very hot summer. Glad you appreciated it Phyllis.