Humidity high,
Close damp summer’s haunting air,
Floating on rivers,
Cooling hands drift on the tide,
Longing for snowy drfit’s hide.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Humidity high,
Close damp summer’s haunting air,
Floating on rivers,
Cooling hands drift on the tide,
Longing for snowy drfit’s hide.
Nice. . . . You’ve balanced the body’s sensations and emotions so well with nature here. Personally, I love the way you’ve captured summer.
I can just picture a tiny boat or canoe bobbing on the water. I so miss the ocean.