July

July

a pasty sky

no wind to speak of

But its dry

cherry leaves collectively

certainly

some red as ripened

strawberries

on burnished boughs

a sunlit trunk

a fuschia fully greened up

red stems

Jasmine  budding

Rosemary

Sparrows nesting

seemingly.

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About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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