This morning in my yard
it's cool for July
but still a dark blue green.
Several of the cats
golden, black and Siamese Cream Puff
are in the yard and on the porch, which
makes me happy and welcome.
First sound of a train far away
then a number of frogs over by the creek.
But it is the blooms
from my old friend the crepe myrtle tree
glowing pink under street light
that sparks my painter Muse.
-Will Dockery (7-18-21)
Sunday, July 18, 2021
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