The rains come late.
Vanilla yogurt clouds
deepening to ripe blueberry.
Winds whip debris
into whirling harlequins
spinning upward through
the crowns of Lindens
where birds weave in and out
wicker feathers
dripping pearly dew
into waxy beds of leaves.
Up higher squirrels hover in rattan
dreys awaiting inky  shadows
That disappear in mottled rays
of dancing puddles and glistening blades

<h5 the sweet potpourri of earth.


Summer Garden from Star tribun


waxing summer


46 thoughts on “September Rains

        1. I have left the beach and moved inland. No evacuations here so far, though the Keys have and Miami Beach are evacuated. My son lives here and won’t leave so I am staying here too.


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