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AprilDawn Sep 2014
Our solar lamps  
plead for more sunshine
as they die 
 in the middle of dinner
every night
even  in this  stark Texas
  late afternoon light
        all the while
I can still
get a beastly burn
the faintest suggestion
of Fall
wafts through
the chilled
grocery store air
        rife
with frothy pumpkin lattes
maybe if I stare long enough
at the neighbor’s
front porch
loaded with  gaudy gourds
I can almost
trick myself
into feeling
crisp.
My years in Houston  , 2002-2006 and the fake feeling of traditional northern  Fall  with  that weird dichotomy of pumpkins and palms in still hot weather.Finished poem today.
AprilDawn Sep 2014
but not  rotten
summer's
last ambassadors
drip  off my lips  
glad my shirt
  is dark
and these  stains
won't really matter
Just ate my last farmer's market  tomato for dinner  tonight..Tuesday is  already Fall.
AprilDawn Sep 2014
a  rainy sort of rain
buckets thrown  
from invisible  
sky hands
a newborn stream splashes
down main street
slicks train tracks  
and  thirsty lawns
with a spritzer
cocktail  of  cool air
no storms that night, just  plain and simple  rain.Living on the edge of tornado alley...this is always  welcome.
AprilDawn Sep 2014
I haven't seen a sandy beach
for over a decade  
suddenly
she graced our  back door
with a plain cardboard  box in hand
brimming with   beach  strewn beauties
after hearing a stray comment  
made at a family dinner
she held a few months ago
these stunners  are
destined for a future  flower bed
and jewelry to adorn my neck
my mind swimming
with possibilities
such  a  simple box
of  treasures
felt like  gold from foreign lands
cradled in my surprised arms  
while pieces of Florida
smiled up at me
My fiance's  89 yr old grandmother showed up at the back door  the other day with a beautiful box of cleaned  seashells from all  her years   winter vacationing  in Florida   . She  had remembered  a comment I had made  about how much I love  sea shells at a  supper she held a few months back.I was delightfully surprised by this random and kind gift.
AprilDawn Sep 2014
is already  here
that cusp month
between summer  and fall
not wishing those  last fireflies  
good bye
turning of  leaves
   on countdown
palpable desires
for  apple cider  
and pumpkin pies  
starting to rise
welcoming  crisp air  
autumn festivals
like a  long lost love
before  winter
claws at the door  
it's cold grasp  
mere   months  away
until then  
September  weaves
a   transitional
spell
across  landscapes
summer's last gasps
sputters
          through
growing lawns
laced with biting bugs
until
mama nature
finally  decides
to toss
  those crunchy colorful
leaf rugs
***** nilly
all about
the countryside.
written today  Sept 1,2014 -love  September...the cooler side of summer for the most  part and  glorious fall  is just around the corner.
AprilDawn Aug 2014
slight breeze
queen palm trees sway
to  a phantom melody
not even a squirrel
in sight
I sit safe inside
my air conditioned
home
watching the sky
melt

99 degrees
slight breeze
praying
evening cool down
is on it’s way
painted with a palette of  pastel
horizons
sweltering
over my suburban
retreat
One of my Springs  in Houston around 2005/2006.I had an in ground pool back then .Great for midnight cool downs....
AprilDawn Aug 2014
my  hound dog
she don't love me
she just loves
my
fingers of cheese
written  several years ago while eating cheese puffs .....and still holds true, I swear !
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