Sticky sweat surfaces suddenly.
Water, winds wallow, wither.
Musty melting molten magma.
Cool coffee, cool café.
Heat harsh, hazy hangs.
Swarming subway smells surprise.
Arrive, abode A/C America.
Copyright ©2008 Veronica Romm
Cool City
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When thoughts are presented in a beautiful way,experience speaks.. the whole story is expressed in a few chosen words.. a POEM is born.. Thank U Veronica..That’s a Lovely Poem!!
@ Jannie Sue : Thank you so much. It is how NYC is in a heat wave. V
I love this poem! Not an easy thing to do to keep the alliteration without conceit, but you captured each image and made magic happen.
Cool indeed!
Hey, you’re a pretty cool drink for such a hot day!