day’s reminder:
respite of cool night; sky view
with cicada hymn

Hello to All d’Versians gathered here today at this site of pubtalk and poetry! Lisa here, hosting Open Link Night, where you can link up any poem of yours that you fancy. The jukebox is queued and liquid refreshment is on standby. Let the poeming commence!

After an extended drought in June, July brought Michigan a couple of drenching rains that have saved the terrain from browning. Here it is the beginning of August and all flora sports green and many wear rainbow blossoms. The scarlet wetlands plants won in a variety flat last year are beacons to hummingbirds. The nectar in them must be sweet as a small wren chased the hummingbird away from it. Nature is generous but can also be possessive.

The bright yellow coreopsis is thriving in the heat. The patch near the back fence must look like a yellow dot from the air as planes pass by.

A family of rabbits is living under the evergreen patch between the carport and the driveway. I saw a baby venture out this afternoon and nibble on white astilbe growing between the cracks.

Carrying a bag of kitchen scraps to the compost heap earlier today, I noticed two perfectly ripe strawberries in the cast iron tub strawberry patch. I would starve if I depended on the patch to feed me, but each time a perfect berry is discovered it is like a personal gift from heaven.

I wonder what the weather for August will be and am sure I’m not the only one who wonders and who has wondered. In 1937, Winona Montgomery Gilliland writes, “In August”:

A hot wind sighs through the tree-tops, crying,
“Curl – curl your leaves!
Today I have been flying
Where the Mohave weaves
Mirages, treacherous, lying.
Drop your leaves down
Now, in your prime,
Withered and brown
Before their time!”

A red sun shouts, on the garden blazing,
“Falter and fail!
Today I have been gazing
Where vultures sail
Above lean cattle, grazing
On barren slopes;
By the dry river-bed
I have seen antelopes dying, or dead!”

A white moon glides through the night sky, saying,
“Take heart and live!
Tonight I have been straying
Where glaciers give
New life to rivers, playing
on silver gleams.

 

And now we have come to the moment we’re here for: linking up our poems!

Just a reminder: Open Link Night means you can post ONE poem of your choosing (no specified form, length, word prompt etc.)

Those of you new to dVerse, here’s how to participate:
•Post any poem of your choosing on your blog or website.
•Click on Mr. Linky below to add your name and enter the direct URL to your poem
•On your blog, please provide a link back to dVerse. This enables others to enjoy our prompts, increases our readership and thus increases the responses to everyone’s poems.
•If you promote your poem on social media, use the tag #dverse poets
•Please do read some of the other responses to the prompt and add a short comment or reaction. Everyone likes to be appreciated! The prompt is open and linkable for several days so do stop by another day and read a few of the latecomers too.
•Have fun!