027 ~ August Lingers Poem by stan pelfrey

a hazy light
hangs in stiffling
Southern air

the long, lazy
summer days
keep rolling by

slowly, sticky bodies
dance to the songs of
sparrows and woodpeckers

being blown through
the lonely willow, who
hangs his head low

in the front yard
from pounding heat,
leaves sun-dried

fish jumping out
of the pond, a break
from boiling water

porch sitting, mosquito
bitten legs crossed and
rocking away

closing eyes, see
burnt memories blaze
in my mind as
August lingers