Haiku: Full August Moon

A Full August moon
Face of hope and secret dreams
Beaming promises

Photo & Haiku (c) 5 August 20017

Poem: August

August

One hundred degrees
And humid
Oppression, heavy
Shoulders slumped with
Summer’s weight
There is no diversion,
No distraction from the 
Sting of flies stopping for
A drink from human arm
Drenched, the itch of
Dripping perspiration
Imagine wading
Through tepid algae waters
Everglade grasses wisp
Across ankles, invisible,
Reminiscent of spiders kissing
Bare skin, clothing undesirable
While simmering, sweltering
In this desert sun, dream
Of surf-sprayed sands,
Fruited libation a silent companion
A book, a story, a love imagined
Breeze blows, wisps of hair,
Convection oven hot
Reverie broken, hope builds
Only in mountainous clouds,
Dust wall approaching,
Lightning flashing in the distant sky

© 4 August, 2014

Poem: Lughnasadh Shift

Lughnasadh Shift

Stepping out into sunrise

There is no doubt the Earth

Has turned, deep breaths

Confirm new attitude

Even in the summer desert

New bees buzzing and the

Morning song of mourning doves

Sings of a new harvest

Praises to Creation

In places far away, fresh

Hilltop balefires burn, while

Nimble fingers craft dolls

Of corn harvested fresh

Berries chosen  off the

Prickly vine burst juicy, heady

Taste of autumn rolls across

The skies, the scent of wood smoke

Touched with the promise of rain

Desert dancer, hands aloft, feet

Deep in Sacred Ground, becomes

One with Earth and Sky

This Holy Morning

This new season

This glorious reminder

That life is a circle; everything

Dies, feeds life and returns

Renewed and refreshed

Blessed to bless

And to remember

© 1 August 2012