I'm afraid I'm not terribly poetic today.
I am capable, at the moment, only of sharing these precise and perfect words from Jane Austen (which are close enough to poetry for me), with gratitude to Google for helping me find them:
"What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance."
If you'd like to visit some real Poetry Friday people, please go visit Kelly at Big A little a today.