A Poet's Summer Song Poem by Dr John Celes

The scorching summer sun had blazed to peak,
The weary earthlings could not even cry,
The wind stood still and sultriness had spread,
The ground surface looked cracked and trees were dry,
The snakes with dizzy heads were out of holes,
They went to water-tanks for frogs to pry,
The panting dogs in streets had tongues all out,
The people drilled new bores to give a try!

Honey bees vanished setting hives elsewhere,
And pea-birds walked in lazy style en way,
The crows seemed darker, blacker than they were,
And workers laid in shade of trees all day,
With minds so sad that rain had not yet come,
To Gods and Goddesses, their hearts did pray,
As poet sang this song in plaintive voice,
And begged the sky to pity the earth, aye!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 23-06-2014