Dog Days

Master Bedroom Painting by andrew wyeth; Master Bedroom Art Print for sale
Master Bedroom Painting by andrew wyeth

Dog Days

I long for the “dog days” of summer
hot days with nothing to do
when daydreaming
is a valid past time
days of long afternoon naps
and tall glasses of iced tea
that leave a cooling wet ring
on my bare leg
nights that come slowly
as we sit on the porch swing
listening to an improvised
concert by crickets and frogs

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads – Artistic Interpretations with Margaret
d’Verse Poets – OLN # 174 – Bjorn has us thinking about summer

29 thoughts on “Dog Days

  1. Ah, dog days! Our summer down here qualifies… and this poem was a balm to a battered teacher’s nerves at the start of long naps, etc. The wet ring is more likely to be the glasses of home-concocted Sangria, though. Very nicely done.


  2. Funny thing.. this looks like my bed at any given time of the day. I love where the painting took you, and the thoughts shared.


  3. Wonderful poem! The dog days they are a’coming! The poem to the photo is perfect. ANd I too love sitting outside and listening to the nightsounds. Soon cicadas will start up. Again, wonderful poem!


  4. Oh this is so so wonderful! I especially like, no, can feel is a better choice of words, that cool ring of moisture left on my leg….and sometimes, for me, I press that cool glass to my forehead too. So MUCH in these words makes me smile and feel summer! I’ve always thought summer should be a verb – think about it! 🙂


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