In heavy noonday heat cicadas sing
Bright sun teases my skin with hot caress
Colourful birds in palm spread lovely wings
Momentarily speechless I digress.
Each year without failing beauty unfolds
Gold trumpet creeper rambling everywhere
Blazing orange with a touch of pure gold
Heavenly vision that ignites prayer.
Rambling fecundity gives pure delight
Seasonal blessing each and every day
Do fae folk frolic on hot summer night?
Yes, dancing along with flowers that sway.
Beware, do not look while those fae folk dance
Be mindful because it can cause a trance.
Yesterday my sis and I took a 30 minute walk. Once again we came across trumpet flowers that flourished in my mom’s parents backyard. Solace and memories of familiarity. Mom is surely with us.
FINGER GLOVES
sisters walking alongside yesteryear
bittersweet trumpet creeper
finger gloves foster mirth
7/13/2021
Sun
So hot
Stifling me
Gaze falling on
Blue wisteria
I muse on its beauty
Bewitched by trumpet creeper
As mirage distorts green cedar
Blue Damselflies hover over pool
Mesmerizing afternoon, sleep claims me.
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