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| From Delores at 'myfeatherednest' |
May breezed through the door,
Leaving blushing lush petals
and enticing wispy perfume.
Touch them, be caught by their guards.
But, then, roses are easily forgiven.
Rubies lie hidden
Beneath running vines
With sweet tastes and surprise:
The best of summer wines.
Somewhere
In that magic shift of time
Between light and dark,
Dusk descends.
A cricket begins his wooing.
Bees retire to their queen.
Strings of webbing stretch
Between branches and house
To catch unwary meals.
Lights blink and shimmer
Escaping capture,
Flitting briefly
In a courting dance.
Arriving early and leaving late,
Sun peeks over the line
Between sky and sea.
Reluctant to leave
Without a curtain call.
Early offerings of summer
With hints of abundance ahead.
Minutes of June quickly fly
Into the fire and heat of a noisy
July.
