Valsa George

Summer Heat - Poem by Valsa George

The waterlogged lands have long gone dry
The soil is lying cracked and parched
The frogs that crocked in shallow pools,
Nowhere on land or water to be seen
The once full river has thinned and narrowed
Into a greasy smudge of faded stain
On the long yard of brown earth
The road is a burning stretch of black
Sure it can make the water steam and sizzle
Quicker than in an electric pot
The sun is seen a flaming ball in the sky
Darting down spears of smarting beams

Heat like a spiteful scorpion’s sting
Burns the flesh and the bared scalp
Watermelons or chilled buttermilk
Cannot douse the midday heat
The fiery tongue of humid summer
Licks up the last residue of green
The woods dread the fall of a spark
That can ignite an inferno, any time

The cattle stay still with frothy foam
Dripping down from their drooping tongues
A thirsty crow beside a dried up pond
Looks around for a drop of water
(But alas, not as lucky as the parable crow
That finds a jar of half filled elixir)
A line of black ants carry a carcass
Clambering up the cracked stump of a tree

The brown grass sings
And the Etna seethes!

Topic(s) of this poem: summer

Comments about Summer Heat by Valsa George

  • Simone Inez Harriman (11/14/2017 7:52:00 PM)

    Feeling the sting and waves of burning heat on my skin reading your poem Valsa. How rapidly the lush green landscape turns brown and so ready to explode into flames in less than a few weeks of dry weather. The trees must surely be shaking in their roots at the thought of a match. (Report) Reply

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  • Om Chawla (7/5/2015 6:41:00 AM)

    Excellent portrayal of summer heat, Valsa (Report) Reply

  • Md Asadullah (3/20/2014 11:10:00 PM)

    In Southern India summer has arrived, but in Northen India it is still spring, once summer reaches its peak people will eagerly look for clouds to get some relief, Exact description of summer you've given, Sun boils one's head if one goes outside without any umbrella. Lassi and other cold drinks will be in high demad. (Report) Reply

  • (3/18/2014 5:58:00 AM)

    The hot dry days perfectly painted with your summer heat words it makes one uncomfortable in the humid image you present, , , magic...regards (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (3/16/2014 7:43:00 AM)

    Very exact description of our summer days...the last two lines fit so well with the image of Etna seething! (Report) Reply

  • (3/16/2014 4:04:00 AM)

    its true we don't know how are summers are going to be-good or bad that is unpredictable......a beautiful write...enjoyed every word (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (3/13/2014 8:20:00 AM)

    The clouds had not shed their tears in a while and the earth
    shows its dreaded parched and scorched remains. Nature,
    creatures and humans began to feel the lack of water. Then
    when it can take no more the clouds will suddenly burst forth
    and a mist forms and then rain begins to cascade down and
    richly replenishes the earth. The cracked earth begins to smile
    again. Very good Valsa!
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  • Valerie Dohren (3/12/2014 5:52:00 PM)

    A great description of summer in your lands Valsa. Our summers may be good or bad, there's no knowing. (Report) Reply

  • Paul Sebastian (3/12/2014 8:13:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem on drought! The feeling of helplessness expressed very well. A picture well painted by your poem. (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (3/12/2014 4:33:00 AM)

    A brilliant description and hopefully not a sign of a permanent change. (Report) Reply

  • (3/11/2014 6:49:00 AM)

    these days we are going to experience the last residue of green...and it is all well described as we are almost in an 'inferno'...your powerful words and the smooth flow of words will bring out everything to read and savour... (Report) Reply

  • (3/11/2014 1:25:00 AM)

    The Nature unleashing fury depicted in powerful yet beautiful usual great....... |
    Please comment on my poem' Summer Dreams'.......Valsa....a small request to you..........
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  • Rajesh Thankappan (3/10/2014 10:30:00 PM)

    A brilliant description of a horrid summer portrayed with rich imagery is the least I can say about the poem. A brilliant piece of work. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (3/10/2014 5:31:00 PM)

    Drought conditions spreading in many areas of the world are depicted in the poem with vivid clarity. All hopes are for a drop of water to arrive. (Report) Reply

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (3/10/2014 9:34:00 AM)

    After the searing summer heat
    The welcome clouds will arrive soon
    In thunderous lightning across the street
    The falling drops will dance the long monsoon.......

    Nothing like kerala in the rainy season and nothing more miserable in the summer heat. Very good Poem
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  • (3/10/2014 4:56:00 AM)

    in grandest imagery is woven this poem of summer heat. great job, poet. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, March 10, 2014

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