Poem for the day

To celebrate National Poetry Month

Poems by authors in Chatham/Lee Counties

Dog Days

The summer swelters are here.

Days that make me want to burrow

deep into the earth, praying hard

for the wet blessing of a rain drop.

Trees droop their shoulders,

leaves limp as fingers dangling

without purpose.

Nothing sings.

Nothing moves

but the dragonflies gliding

through the thick warm soup

that once was air.

Hard to breathe.

Hard to care.

Caught in the doldrums,

I take baby breaths,

and dream of the quiet chatter of sleet

as it hits a tin roof.

Catherine Bollinger