Over 110 in June
Tomatoes won’t set
Plumeria won’t bloom
Peppers in daily wilt
Despite shade screen on PVC stilts
Iris turning brown, easter lilies too,
All going down
Roses continue in their own way,
Beautiful blooms
That shrivel in one day
Basil and snail vine
Thrive and grow
Loving heat is all they know.

And me, you ask?
I’m hot, 
Fan’s whirring day and night,
Already sick of the AC rasp
It’s JUNE, not July or August,
No balm from the harvest moon.