These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

English Sonnet: "Dog Days Come"

Perspire these rivers flow across my face.
Each moment of the day draws torch's blast.
Relief will come when coolness gives me place.
Or puddled features showeth me at last.

How warm these dogs, returning thoughts en masse
to chilly days of Christmas coats and lights.
All peaceful hopes that soon this heat will pass,
restoring health to Body's shoulds and mights.

Humidity it floods the daily storms.
Encased in hold, the home becomes a barque.
The AC fights against all muggy alarms.
We go not out, but 'fore the fan we park.

When winter comes, we know quite less the ice,
rememb'ring Dog Days then is rather nice.

by Jay O’Toole
on July 18th, 2025