SUMMER HAIBUN

Photo by S. Auberle

BEACH ROAD 7:00 A.M. 

The August morning is steamy.  A crow calls,

halfheartedly, as a timid sun climbs above the

orchard.  In the garden deer have visited

during the night, checking the tasseled corn.  

Queen Anne’s Lace and chicory dot the grass,

moist in morning dew.  Beach Road is quiet—

a neighbor’s garden on the corner its usual

flamboyant self, but all else is shy, summer’s

green robe still wrapped tightly about her. 

cicadas rehearsing

autumn song

one red apple falls

~mimi

another "oldie"--hope I've not published it before, but if so..o well, it speaks of the season, the beauty of summer and what is to come...