LAZY SUMMER SYMPHONY

various stages of Summer, personal nature photography

Off the distance
some far-‘way storm’s howl
at my porch
comes but a low rumble
nothing to worry about for now.

Cicadas click
above a million insects
the peep of creekbed frogs
they call song to respective lovers
the eternal struggle of us all.

I drink fire in the dark
toast to the burn I yearn for
take it straight
neck pulled tight
and sing his name along with them.

Jillian wrote this.

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