Mourning Dove Call

The mourning dove sings in late July – the air thick with humidity as the waterfall gurgles

a song she sings  sounds like an announcement that  summer days will soon end, and school begin

cobwebs form in windowsills and high up in the doorway where spiders await an evening meal

the sweetness of the Dove’s call reminds one to take stock of what we have,  to be fully present, in the here and now, eyes open, ears too – look around and breathe in and breathe –  listen out loud

birds clamor to join  her – Cardinals, Blue Jays, Finches, Frog – All are present for the Dove’s roll call

~Anita Adams 2018

Summer bouquet

fragrant

thick with honeysuckle and roses

fireflies and other flying things

dreams of tomorrows

or playing in a stream

treasures abound

red one, yellow, diamond or gem

water glistening with jewels

waiting to be discovered

uncovered

explored and adored

summertime serenade

flowing dresses, sandals and sun-kissed lemonade

mint, lavender, sage and basil

fragrances rich and thick as fresh laundry blowing on the line

take your pick

flowers or spices

these are mine

a bouquet of honeysuckle, lavender, mint, basil, rosemary and sage – in the center, a single pink rose

a summertime bouquet

©Anita Adams 2018