June explodes green yellow summer sears hot, slow, persistent
Hazy blue mountains ****** into sunset's rosy sky that melts over them
Singing under a full moon shadowy seas dream the white dance of dawn
The whispers gather, becoming louder swelling to a thunderous roar
Dawn splits the sky with golden jagged spikes
sooty clouds darken to coal quiver burst the world is drenched
Cold rain
winter's gray ghost
Funny I'm writing so out of season, as I sit here wishing spring would finally win over winter, When anyone asks "do you have four seasons where you live?" My answer is "often in just one week." :-)