A Duck on a Hot Asphalt Lake

A Duck_Hot Asphalt LakeI see a duck on a hot asphalt lake

His story moves in the shimmering heat

As summertime visions dance in my head

Songlines hum up from the pavement at my feet

The poor little duck lifts his scorched webbed toes

He’s lost in a world he never thought he’d meet

Looking for a way out he sees only endless horizon

So tired he wishes to rest but dares not take a seat

The searing glow from the cement burns to the skin

Wondering why he ventured feeling the defeat

Something remembered comes and moves upon his back

Outstretched his wings extend and against the air begin to beat

Oh my, oh my, there is escape and into the sky he climbs

Thankful for wings in blessed flight he finds relief

~Mark Schutter ©2014

(I took the above picture a while back while walking during my lunch hour.  I came across this duck alone walking across a vacant parking lot.  Seemed strange and he seemed lost, so I quickly snapped a picture with my phone.  With the temperatures here in the Pacific Northwest being unseasonably hot for only mid July, everyone is thinking and talking about the heat.  The phrase ‘A Duck on a Hot Asphalt Lake’ came to me, a play on ‘A Cat on a Hot Tin Roof‘.  I found the picture on my phone edited using PicMonkey and then quickly wrote this little poem.  Tongue in cheek and whimsical, but we are all looking for some relief from the heat.  Hope you enjoy!  Have a good one!  Thanks, ~M)

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