Sharing a poem

I was looking for a summery poem to share today. I have to admit that the title of this one grabbed me, simply because of the weather we’ve been having lately and our lack of air conditioning at home.

Hot Summer Nights

by Mary Hamrick

It haunts me so
those summer nights
in dim lit homes

where music flows
and tempers flare
and lullabies fill the air.

I while away the hours
under the electric swell of light,
(pulse-scorched out).

Bone-idle and coral pink,
this dry spell grills,
but Southern nights do fill me.

Spider-blue legs peddle tales
as gossips-a-brewing
and roaming by my streets.

Scuttling through like marsh rabbit,
neighbors wave their charmed hellos.
Feverish and swollen together,

they inhale the blossoms,
riding high, and move through summer
as the lake declines.

It haunts me so
those summer nights
in dim lit homes

where music flows
and tempers flare
and lullabies fill the air.

Mary Hamrick was born in New York and moved to Florida when she was a young girl. Mary’s writing often reflects the contrast between her Northern and Southern upbringing. Current publications include Architecture Ink, Howling Dog Press (OMEGA 6), On the Page Magazine, Pemmican, Poetry Repair Shop, Potomac Review, Scrivener’s Pen, Tattoo Highway, The Barricade, The Binnacle, and others.