August

 August

 

Such a quiet month as summer winds down

With hellish heat intensified by relentless humidity

A delightful thunderstorm to cool it now and then

The reality school starts causes many a child to frown

 

Some sky-blue days sport fluffy white clouds

Promise near September offering a crisp-fresh autumn

Awful temperature highs into the upper nineties they reach

Shortened days, perhaps, yet hotter still makes August proud

 

To survive one year, I at long last traveled west

Across swift rivers, wide plains and so on

To the distant horizon just to see what is next

Over hill, down valley to the majestic Rocky Mountain crest

 

Grandeur reached for heaven still not enough for me

Across the Great Salt Lake on up Idaho-way

To the Great Northwest via the old Oregon Trail

What spectacular wonders these naïve eyes did see

 

So many places ’round this old world I’ve been

Over the ocean to see my ancestral beginnings

In Dallas-town and down old Mexico-way

To the Oregon-coast resplendent, almost a sin

 

August here not like the Midwest weather-horrific

So beautiful as to tempt my love away from my heart

If God lived on earth this He would call here heaven

From coastal mountains I view the grand blue Pacific

 

So? Do thy very best Oh! August hellion heat

I’ll suffer humidity thick enough to faux-drink

Sweet Autumn-color is coming soon, in relief

Images in me mind live thee can never defeat

 

Amen!