Living on Armdale Bay

thrown into summers heated pace
sweltering heat falling into my face
I see the waters cool under countless boats
where bodies sway with the tide


Summer music strikes the air
heat is pounding under my feet
plant boxes, and garden hoses
make way for the glorious blossoms
vines climb in coolness of the trees
they climb by the waters edge

they leave the hot pavement
the traffic haults