Summer defines itself by today —
sun shining but breeze that blows
the July humidity away.
I’ve come in from walking the dog
from a wide palette of day lilies,
columbine, morning glory, zinnia,
coneflower, brown-eyed susans
bright blue hydrangea,
as showy as a prom dress,
for the loss of the dance this year.
Small blooms in the wood,
with butterflies around them,
have names I’ve never learned.
There was some rain last night
and it lit the colors —
even the bird wings are brighter
here in Portsmouth,
where the republican campaign rally
was cancelled for bad weather …
or poor attendance.
I am so very grateful
is not on that candidate’s platform.