All systems firmly fixed at slow
My “get-up-and-go” lies low
As I consider this day’s chores:
Must I venture out of doors?
And how is it with you ‘out there’?
My well-watered flowers stare
Skywards in a state of bliss;
The sun, for humans, hit or miss…
Farm animals need constant care;
Heavy toil makes tempers flare;
At night - sans aircon - hard to sleep;
Engagements cancelled all this week ...
Is this the shape of things to come?
Has Dante’s feared inferno come
To punish us for wicked ways?
The shock is violent – we're amazed!
‘To keep one’s cool’, not just a phrase
‘Hot-headed’ fits
the bill these days!
Though storms are forecast end-of-week
This heat dome makes us ‘glow’ a treat!
(c) Poet in the woods 2026
As the old adage has it: Horses sweat, men perspire and ladies glow.
Why is Brussels missing from this map?
Ah summer🤗
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