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b4dawn New Member
since 2001-08-30
Posts 7 |
Summer Heat July's air was thick and hot with steam rising from wet pavement after a summer rain had failed to cool the temperature. The sudden shower caused the grass to look unkempt, as rain beaten blossoms lay twisted and flat amid leaves upon the grass. Children returning to the streets ran barefoot through puddles of muddy water chasing a rainbow to the "Pot of Gold". Wet laundry pinned to a fallen clothesline drooped limply across a picket fence, splattered now with mud and dead grass. Rows of birds lined telephone wires preening drenched feathers, each puffed twice its size. "Old Dog" panting from the heat, stood wagging his tail in a swarm of gnats, shook suddenly, spraying water like a fountain and fell off balance, too hot or tired didn't bother getting up. Evening drawn near, muddy children returned home without their "Pot of Gold". The still wet dog braced on three legs raised his fourth to scratch an ear as a freckle faced boy yelled, "Look O’le Dawg's smillin"! A torn screen door slammed three times, once for each child, and "Old Dog" followed stopping just outside. The smell of something he would taste later drew his nose against the screen. Distracted from heat a moment, he lay by their wet trail to wait. "Always be yourself, but the best self you can be." [This message has been edited by b4dawn (edited 09-03-2001).] |
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The Rusty Knight Member
since 2001-08-29
Posts 414Texas |
A lovely picture painted very well. Death comes not when we cease to breathe, but when we cease to dream. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Wonderful imagery here! Good write and welcome to Passions. ~Time has cast a spell on you |
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paladin
since 2001-08-05
Posts 930Pensacola,Fl. |
I am a southerner born and bred.This story brings back memorys of hot summer days,Old farm house front porches decorated by an old hound dog sleeping by a rocking chair.Thanks for the memorys.Good story. paladin |
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