Sunday, August 3, 2014

Orbit



In the noose's
twirling orbit

is a picket fence
with pretty girls

climbing over
digging under

the goddamn dog days.

For The Mag

24 comments:

Fireblossom said...

Love it, MZ.

Gail said...

I could feel the heat!

Helen said...

Ditto Shay and Gail!!

Hamish Gunn said...

Good statement, and sharp clarity.

Kathe W. said...

very sharp and hot.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Another excellent poetic observation!

Susan said...

Ha HA! Hot personification.

Arushi Ahuja said...

aha!! missing some of the "naughtier" days here !! are we?! :)

Other Mary said...

:o) I detest dog days, but adore your poem!

Other Mary said...

:o) I detest dog days, but adore your poem!

freyawrites.com said...

Hot and tense. Love it.

Sioux said...

I went back and counted the words.
Twenty?

Yikes!

I adore it, as always...

Little Nell said...

Great opening line - draws you in.

Sylvia K said...

Ah those dog days!! Ugh!! Great one as always, MZ!

Magaly Guerrero said...

Ah, the dog days... where you either jump or crawl.

grapeling said...

even on the left coast it's muggy, with what passes for rain spitting dots on the cars. dog days, indeed ~

Kutamun said...

Hang in there , Florence !

Jae Rose said...

Maybe the 'other' girls should create bigger better fences..best still knock em down and explore the whole world!

Jennifer Chandler said...

Great post! Love the clarity.
~Jen

Tess Kincaid said...

Oh those dog days...although this summer isn't so bad...

Katherine said...

It's winter in Australia but I'm feeling the heat with your Magpie..steamy!

manicddaily said...

Wonderful. k .

Karen S. said...

Dreamy little piece! I'm loving the heat, every blazing second of it- storing up for old man winter!

Carrie Van Horn said...

A deep orbit indeed...love this!