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.