August is the ripest month…

when our fruit becomes heavy and round

and fully sugared ~

so full of yearning and heat and life

you don’t know what to do with it all

like the dusky hues of an August evening

my purple plum’s tangy skin hides the sweet and tawny fruit within

clinging to a stone 

and I realize

this is the pinnacle

Perseid meteor showers above 

and heat upon the land

nothing could be richer

deeper or more magnificent

than this moment in time

from amber – to umber – to ombre

August is the ripest month

HB 2024

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