PRECIOUS MOMENTS a quintile

Written by: Brian Strand

Long days
Of August sun
Where nature blinks and shrinks
The dying grass,yellowed in sleep-
Held fast
as
Oat grass
Tinted old gold
Shimmers on tall green stems;
On a clear warm light of evening sun-
Back-lit
the 
Brimstone
Awakens,then
From each flower hovers
On the drying wind of the breeze-
Sun-lit.