The hay is off, corn is high, soy pods green, full, plump.
White berries over red leaves
Moss on ancient boulders once lifted from fields now made meadows-
bright in the sun.
Cedar rails down. Their work done.
Cattails, Golden Rod.
Queen Anne’s Lace
Asters
Chickory…
Brown leaf in bird bath
Summer. Gone.
~*~*~
July’s full moon failed us not
