Post No. 877
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Thirst
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Dry heat dances above the tarmac
Eyes burning, searing, searching
Dense bush along the roadsides
With glimpses of clearings as we ride
Dirt replaces tar and rough replaces smooth
Saplings predominate
But some giants stand proud and tall
Greenery is mostly grey
Riverbeds lie yawning, boulder-strewn, bone dry
The rains are coming by and by…
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©Denise G Allen, 04 October 2015 07:52
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04/10/2015 at 11:34 am
We were like that, but the last 2 weeks things have def turned. We have had so much rain there is flooding, and with the hurricane off the coast its even worse. Maybe we will dry out a bit this week. You def layered the feel of being so dry nicely in this.
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04/10/2015 at 7:53 pm
I saw your weather on the news. Hope it doesn’t get worse. Ours is mainly in summer (excluding the W Cape), but I hear we are lagging behind the average precipitation. However, all the animals that we saw seemed in very good condition.
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04/10/2015 at 5:06 pm
Lovely poem
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04/10/2015 at 7:54 pm
Thanks for the comment Nic. 😀
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04/10/2015 at 9:21 pm
Great poem!
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04/10/2015 at 10:52 pm
Thanks, Pink! Love your recipes and passed on your link to my daughter. And my son who shares my taste for hot and spicy!!!
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