THE GREENS OF SUMMER

Summer has peaked in the heartlands of Pennsylvania.

Wind rustles through the corn rows. 

Crows cluster in willows by the creek.

 Cicadas sing in the afternoon sun while

crickets and katydids join in the night chorus.

Of all the many wildflowers

Butterfly Weed, Fireweed, and Milkweed

 set ablaze the valley floor.

Summer greens sport the first tinge of yellow

while morning mists and fruit-laden trees

give evidence to the last

days of summer.

 

The poetry of the earth is never ending.

Sally