so close i can taste
a light rain
more a mist
a wet veil
cools the humid air
that clutches
and claws
suffocating
like some silent
assailant that cant be escaped
it swirls
in slight eddies
like cool water
in a warm pool
sweat runs off me
in a stream
still it feels like spring
life constantly flows here
something always in bloom
mushrooms sprout and die
sprout and die
the resurrection fern
mostly green
sleeping only hours at a time
the rain seems to never stop
yet does nothing
to subdue the humidity
giving life
to all this glorious green
even I
suffocating in the heavy air
grow
Image by Johannes Hofmann
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So, you must be about 7ft tall now?
I love this. You describe the suffocating, yet life giving humidity in a way that I feel like I am experiencing it. Making me grateful I live where the termination dust has arrived, the leaves are golden and autumn is the last hurrah before hunkering down, cozily in front of the fire to celebrate hygge.
Yes, I think I’m amusing 😉
M
I could use a little termination dust. We are going through the hottest days of the year right now. The climate wavers oh so slightly between “god help me I’m melting” and “holy crap, was that a breeze or am I in a wet convection oven?”
That was my turn at being amusing 🙂
Ha! 😀