The Calendar Summer

The calendar has wound its way

into September, but the atmosphere

has held fast, clinging yet to

summer with wide open sky and

a desert sun with fiercely unyielding

rays baking a day deeply devoted

to lustrous brilliant greens, all

in the forest lavished overnight

with restorative, growth-urging

rainfall.  The last of the woodland

wildflowers percolate on the

landscape, asters in rich pinks

and purples, and goldenrod 

mimicking the golden sun.  A

decided air of seasonal completion

hovers on the humid heat as bees

busy themselves on the offerings.