wood grey green
as the new
quickly turns old
dickcissel calling the wind
the wind responding with
a rush through
the alfalfa field
soft sway butternut
honeyed light licking
surfaces' curve
evening dew
post-thunderstorm droplets
amass on anthurium's reach
each leaf a sparkling pond
of topaz gems that nourish
the darting cobalt dragonflies
surrounding sound
of crickets' elation
and bullfrogs' wonder
of sun at set
