Heat

Dry as a bone

Comfortable as a throne

Made of stone

Humid and sweaty

But cold I am not

The weather has become

Unbearably hot

Plants are wilting

The cat is tilting

As it lounges about in

the heat

My shirt is all damp

I smell like a tramp

And the heat haze shimmers

on the road

But it wont last forever

Because heat waves

They never

Go on for too long over here

But lo! What’s the matter?

A crash

A flash

A patter

Of rain

On the conservatory roof

The rain it rushes

Through the gutter it gushes

And gone in an instant

The heat