2019 #118

The last light of day,

The cicadas are singing,

And trees hold their breath.

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2019 #117

Last light of evening

There is no breathe of air,

Thunder roars over head

2019 #72

End of day, tired,

Dinner finished, replete,

It’s time to go home.

2019 #71

Previews of summer,

Sand in my shoes, facing sun,

And laughing out loud.

2019 #60

Sunset 2