August

The
quiet bend
of earned praise
Heated parades
Sunshine lemonade
the surreptitious serenades
Of august nights

The obsession
With fractured light

A butterfly, born, broken free.

A song

Slipping down the tanned leg
Of a mountain
Feet green with
Canopy stilettos

The loquaciousness
Of cotton candied clouds
As they fall from the sky
Into a blue lime lake

The stillness
Of chaos
Caught in
The chill of
a late day wind

The sizzle of summer on
The skin of the bend
As summer leans forward
To kiss
Fall
In