Stones in summer

a clean white sheet

holds tight

waving in the scrub brush wind

***

young, green plants

nudge the under earth

awakening

***

drought cracks open wider

yearning for moisture

***

red tailed hawk

flashes across the sky

over dry, stubbled pasture

***

after harvest

dust devil whirls

dance

***

tangles of white fuzzy vines

cover the fence rows

looking like

grandpa's whiskers

***

old green metal chair

springs me

up and back

up and back

***

Savor the day!

Yvonne

Dog days of summer Stones

fast flying,

acrobatic

doves head for

water source

***

stressed landscape

receding

bone dry banks

***

blistering, stifling, arid days

push off the Mexican desert

enduring

***

coastal breezes

keeping scorcher days

bearable

***

More small stones

Light against dark

tree trunks are

black silhouettes

***

whimsical, folkloric

value, mood

late day trees

***

knots, burls, texture

mesquite bark in

morning light

***

fabric

women's connection

to the earth

***

watching great birds in flight

stops my breath

for a few moments

***

brush stroke

a powerful thing

***

moonlight

a different lens

to the world

***

Savor the Day!

Yvonne