The sun is so hot
Forty degrees in the shade
No breeze for relief
So hot you can fry an egg
Not a very pleasant day.
The birds seek shelter
Stillness from the lack of breeze
Time passes slowly
Heat haze shines off everything
Will the evening bring relief?
Plants gasp for relief
Wilting in the summer heat
Longing for a drink
Is it right to have such heat?
Won’t beat the Australian heat.
Till next time,
Calvin
[Author's note: Tank poetry is of Japanese origin. A tanka, meaning 'short poem' or 'short song,' has 31 syllables in five lines, with the first and third lines having five syllables and the second, fourth, and fifth lines having seven syllables.]
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Calvin London
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