Archive | July 2014


A slice,
Then, “Crack”
The green shell gives way
To juicy, red, sweet goodness.

One bite,
Then, “Mmmm”
Cool melon bursts;
Almost liquid sugar fills my mouth.

A sigh,
Then, “Ah!”
Fills me so that I smile.




“The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color.”

Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting


Boom-ba-boom, boom,boom!
Thunder rolls across the sky.
Bright light flashes everywhere;
Please let it not stay dry!


Drum rolls sound again.
Then lightning illumines all.
Now I hear the happy sound:
The music of rainfall.


Wind and rain pound hard
On the windows, roof and walls.
All stay safely tucked inside,
Till summer sunshine calls.


Air clean and fragrant
Fills everyone with delight;
Adults, kids and animals
Enjoy this day so bright!