It was the summer of
a shower of stars.
Vermillion plums,
voluptuous fruit
hanging low on branches.
Fire-red geraniums;
bouganvillea cascading down.
The earth was humid,
heat waves rose up like
a boiling sea.
Full moon's bright stare
ignites strange shapes
in our garden.
Shadows that move like
mating snakes.
A burst of stars
fall to earth;
little fishes invade the beach
then vanish into
a silver sea.
KMC@2011
