Indian Summer in the Tropics

Indian Summer in the Tropics

By David Roth

© 23^rd October, 2010

Thick.

Palpable.

Air.

Heavy with the fragrant potpourri

of coconut palm, southern pine,

gardenia, and jasmine;

a margarita of soggy gulf breeze

draped in mangrove root

and dusted with salt flavored sand.

Dank moisture laden wind

 brings no relief from the heat

of sub-tropical noon.

Long after Luna has followed

old Sol into Poseidon’s depths

and the wish filled  twinkle

of the milky way has lulled

the tiny things that bite

to somnambulant respite,

the sticky sweet veil of mist remains

in air.

Palpable.

Thick.