Movement,
Languid
Weary of the oppressive heat
An afternoon that crawls by
We sit beneath the fan
Bodies glistening
As a trickle of sweat
Slips down my neck.
We look outside
Wishing the evening would arrive.
At sunset the red sun
Sinks slowly below the horizon
Heralding tomorrow’s heat.
Our mood already sullen
We prepare to face another day
Dreading
The heat
The humidity
All the while
Caught up in the desire
To stay cool
Relaxed
Inside
Away from the
Furnace outside.
In two days,
The promise of a southerly.
Morpethroad 
So different Michael.. we just received our first winter here… not very cold but still a solid freeze.
Well I do hear from time to time about your winters but at present as it is summer we are having some very hot days especially in southern Australia where the tempts this week will be up around the 40C. Thanks Bjorn always good to read your comments.
Head up to America for a bit. That should cool you down a bit 😉
Thanks Al, not sure if virtual weather will work for me.
It may virtually do
You think it’s worth a try?
Virtually .. 😉
ok…..
Ahh, the joys of living in Australia in Summer 🙂 I can so relate to your poem, Michael. We’re expecting a scorcher today and the next few days are going to be even worse. Yet when winter comes I’ll probably say, “I hate this cold.”
Thanks Lyn, yes we are like that aren’t we though I do bear in mind that most of the year the weather we have is just perfect. So stay in the cool today.
How about we do a trade? A little bit of sun for a little bit of cool air. 😉
Any time RoSy it’s about 40c today. Great idea.
Again described the Australian Summer very well my friend. 44 here tomorrow, 😦
Thank you…its going to be a tough one for you…stay in the shade..
That it will 😦