August 8- August 12 Week 22/72
the days have become noticeably shorter
hours in the garden seem to be slipping
right through my calloused fingers as
blooms fade and seed heads begin to appear
most of the plants have quieted and seem, like me,
fatigued from carrying the weighted blanket
of August's heat day after day
as the sun retreats along with the laughs
of young children a coolness creeps into the garden
carrying with it the smell of rain that has
fallen somewhere to the north
colors dissolve into an almost uniform blackness
and yet I linger under the soft light of a half moon
a slow crescendo of cricket and tree frog songs
encourage me to stay and explore the night
pin dots of eyes glow red and yellow
as iridescent wings flap and nectar is sipped
the ink cloaked world of mischievous triplet raccoons,
hungry spiders, grasshoppers, peeper frogs,
and resting bees comes into view as the lights
in nearby houses click off one by one
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