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The birth of August is upon us, as the fair haired sun rises in the sky
With songs of the cicada unwinding, the sand hill Cranes sail by
The heat is hoovering all around us, we feel heavy in it's grip
To break free from it's bonds, from it's clutches we must rip
Shade gives little relief, to this melting, bending soul
A river full of water, is not enough to quench this foe
Only darkness breaks the curse, that the day could not hide
Relief is but short...and that too must subside
For August is just arriving, her journey's just begun
It's only just beginning; her moment in the sun
Rhonda Baker
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Thursday, July 31, 2008 |
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Wednesday, June 08, 2011 |
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Comments about this poem (August Sun
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Edward Kofi Louis (6/7/2011 3:39:00 AM)
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Great piece of work. Thanks for sharing it with us.
E.K.L.
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Viola Grey (9/21/2008 3:21:00 PM)
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I love that in this huge world of ours the fact that the month may bring different weather down here, but the sentiment is not lost....you can feel the temperature within this piece...great work
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Frank Cannon (8/6/2008 6:30:00 AM)
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I mop my brow in appreciation. Hot stuff.
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silver phoenix (7/31/2008 6:29:00 PM)
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effort is well noticed, very well written.
Please check some of my work too and rate it and or comment it,
Thankyou.
Kilian
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