Tagged: august

the end of august,

the end of august,
when hopes and dreams bob upon
the final waves of

summer’s mirage, ready to reel
in the big one, any day now
.
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it must be august –

it must be august –
ruby-throated hummingbirds
dive-bombing in the

backyard, molting bluejays bald like
a newborn fallen from its nest
.
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taiwanese fathers

taiwanese fathers
are celebrated at least
twice a year; mamas,
all year long,
no different
from every other
culture
.
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the first of august

the first of august
observed on the gregorian
calendar – your long

ago passing, my awaited
birth – two peas in different pods
.
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we can’t imagine

we can’t imagine
what autumn will bring this year,
and we count ourselves

lucky to be still standing,
ready to walk across that bridge
.
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august arrives, and

august arrives, and
of course, we are not ready –
we have never been

ready, arriving at this
corner, year after year, stunned
.
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in the backyard,

in the backyard,
the hummingbirds
are exhibiting
territorial
behavior over the last
day of August,
charging at one
another into dusk
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: territorial

into august, there

into august, there
is a plumpness to summer
waiting to be popped
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: plumpness

here we are, crossing

here we are, crossing
borders without
thinking about
crossing borders, a
relative privilege
for time
travelers,
from july
into august
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: privilege

here we are, july

here we are, july
brushing against august, summer
flakes off ambition
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: ambition