honey suckles bloom again
this crazy hot september day
the birds sing plaintive at six am
they signal the gentle turning
of re- awakening blossoms
on their second go round
green leaves up side down
like learning a new language
pressing/rearranging hemispheres of the brain
into new avenues of sun followed by rain
to welcome that countenance
as endings of our favorite books
we learn to savour, without the sadness
which speaks volumes, " oh how i wished
that book would never end"
we open our selves
as robins bare their red breasts
as hummingbirds flit their iridescence
purples, blues, neon greens
full well knowing, the in-betweens
all those perfect pauses
shown in hotter, yet shorter afternoons--
followed by earlier, cooler evenings
aligns and refreshes everything-
forever sings
Kate Lamberg
September 2, 2012
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