Summer Creek

Silt settles in the summer creekover hard-wedged woodand largish stubborn stoneslaid bright and baresince vernal torrentsripped raw the bed,tore out old banksand little bridges loosed rode wild on white-watershattered against rock after rock… The sun is warm now glimmeringover the water where leafy branchesgaze and tease the eyewhere the pebbles colorful and stripedand many shades …

Autumn Storm

The earth does what it doesand always has– Storm bellowing,Flood rushing,And the reeds bend;Trees sway and sometimesgo roots up;The waters wildsweep the landforgetting former bankserasing damsthe diligent beaver built. _____________________ The tempest swoops inoff the oceanwhere it trained,charginglike a heavyweightout of his corner,Knocksthe ancient weather vanea-tizzy,sets its poniesrunning circlesin the wind;Slapsthe lastof autumn’s fireoff the …

A SUMMER AFTERNOON

Heavy as hot wet flannel, every breath…I hate to sit or move againstthis August afternoon.Sticky-damp, clothes cling,a drag against ambition.Birds, lethargic, dull,sing only if they must,fly ghostlike if at allthrough dusty drooping trees.Cicadas ratchet on and on–maddeningly constant;mosquitoes whineor strike unheard, the devils!Roses overblown and bright,relishing this tropic season,exude aromas heavy and too sweet. I …

SUMMER THUNDER

Heat comes after the cool of morning down out of a clear blue skythat reaches upwards towards forever. Land bakes underoven-air that parchesgrass and flower,sears the souland wearies hearts and limbs. Over the mountainsbuilding toweringdarkening clouds confoundthe sunbright heatlift windsfling lightning boltsand grumbleand deluge at lastto bludgeon flowersinto the sudden mudbut the grasslikes it. Passing, …