All that a critic, as critic, can give poets is the deadly encouragement that never ceases to remind them of how heavy their inheritance is. Harold Bloom
Vasequillo lake
about 15 minutes from our home
"You can never compete with anyone but yourself." Cassandra George Sturges MA, MA, Psy.D
Pamela, I can FEEL the hot summer in your poem! Wiping the sweat from my brow!
ReplyDeleteNicely done, Pamela! Short, and image rich. Love it.
ReplyDelete~Brenda
Ah, those were the days: silk stockings - I was forever darning them!
ReplyDeleteShort and hot! Nice play with the words...
ReplyDelete- Dina
Makes me feel thirsty! :)
ReplyDeleteSuccinct Pamela!
ReplyDeleteIt certainly is hot this summer (hotter than the past summers it seems). Wonderful post!
ReplyDelete-Weasel
Beautifully done, Pamela. My fav line is... 'Silk hose to surround... moisten'. Delightful!
ReplyDeleteBrief, yet each line holds at least one or more images. Great take on the prompt,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Just like summer, it was all over too quickly.
ReplyDeleteCan't get much more boiled down than this, and yet it makes a fine sense.
ReplyDeletea hot short one Pam....packed with kewl punch....have a great weekend
ReplyDeleteMary these words did invoke summertime for me
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Brenda thanks for the nice comment.
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Viv I remember them too, always thought they were lovely.
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Dina thanks it is all about play!
ReplyDeletePamela
Me too Jinksy ;)
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Thanks Derrick!
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Weasel thanks!
ReplyDeletePamela
Thanks so much Diane.
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Thank you Elizabeth!
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Isn't though Stan, thanks!
ReplyDeletePamela
Thanks Barb, does it really?
ReplyDeletePam
Thanks Wayne and you do the same!
ReplyDeletePam
Summer punch!
ReplyDeleteVery intriguing take on this prompt.
ReplyDeleteThanks Deb I definitely sensed summer.
ReplyDeletePamela
EKS
ReplyDeleteThanks!
Pamela
I like the effect here - pineapple forests, silk hose moistening, and glass blown pots. Nice!
ReplyDeleteThanks Paul!
ReplyDeletePamela
Love this!
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Thanks so much Gautami!
ReplyDeletePamela
hot! like the summer.. could feel that..!
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Thanks Leo
ReplyDeletePamela
Wow! That's perfect!
ReplyDeleteThanks Susan!
ReplyDeletePamela
You were able to convey so much of the relentless, endless, blistering heat of summer in so few words, BRAVO!
ReplyDeleteThanks Cynthia and from what I understand it has been brutal this year!
ReplyDeleteSpare but very sharp.
ReplyDeleteThanks Francis!
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