By midday the sun’s scorching might <br />Penetrates the hapless <br />Tiniest worth of life in sight <br />Sustaining nonetheless <br /> <br />A desire for the shaded <br />Those hydrated places <br />Where of a thirst you can be rid <br />Noon time treasured spaces <br /> <br />Under the shaded umbrella <br />Of the side walk seller <br />The ices are from that fella <br />Just right for the weather <br /> <br />Mini skirts and strapless dresses <br />And bared and sandaled legs <br />Test of sunny paradoxes <br />Present day traits which begs <br /> <br />Of whimsy and discerning ease <br />A daring compromise <br />Hot colorist browning the leaves <br />Till they fall in demise <br /> <br />To a comforting ready earth <br />Willing to nourish life <br />Under a discerning sun’s worth <br />Of torrid heated strife <br /> <br /> Hot hot hot penetrating rays <br />Slice season and cycle <br />The shadow and fraction of days <br />Measured in mere degrees<br /><br />Gillena Cox<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scorching-hot/
