Window open, breeze,
moonlight, cicadas humming
summer's lullaby


How many nights until the first freeze? It'll be so much quieter then. The insects' songs are a major part of my summer memories...as an adult, I'm out on the porch swing after dark, "sittin and aswingin" as an old song says. As a kid, it was the sound we fell asleep to, especially in the years before mom and dad installed air conditioning for the upstairs bedrooms where we kids slept....

Hope you get a chance to listen to them, especially when the nights are cool enough to open the windows and fall asleep listening to the night sounds of your neighborhood.

This morning

Shivery breezes
bird song warmed with coffee
July's first surprise

Summer season's inspiration

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Last year's garden blooms

like a fallen ceiling tile

from the Milky Way.

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With soft voices, trees

gesture in conversation,

cool dark underneath.

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My roses are dying,

bug-eaten, black spotted, spindly;

fragrant kiss good-bye.

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The election nears.

Hydrangea and I are

all shades of purple.