Humidity
Humidity is natures way of proving that humans can breathe under water.
Here is a poem I wrote. It’s called,
“I don’t come here to actually catch the fish”
July heat
throwing a spinner
deep into
it’s heart
it’s gentle
accommodating
calming
cooling
and fresh
right now
it’s in a good mood
this time of year
it’s level is low
it’s vitality is high
with an old pair of hi-tops
walk down the middle
slowly
deliberately
I see a hole
I get ready
I can scare ‘em away with the best of them
I don’t come here to actually catch the fish
Brian, I love this poem.
I iz goin for a dose of US July heat to Sioux City in the middle of a big ole’ dessert. I will bring this pome with me and return with a feather in my hair and lots of sweaty t-shirts