JUNE DANCING

 

 

Leaves heavy with rain,
they bend and bow
to one another in gusts:

short blond feed quivers
as if this old dirt
is taking a breath.

I remember my mother
trying to show me lightening
in a Sierra thunderstorm

and all I could see
was the sun: a faded moon
hiding behind it all.

 

8 responses to “JUNE DANCING

  1. Lovely, both words and photo.

    janet

    Liked by 1 person

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