ONE SUMMER DAY               [Crystallines # 21-27, in sequence.]

From twisted sheets the new day rises,
low sun dispelling fever dreams.

Watering my garden - with the green
in the mist and steam, my rainbow.

In bright of day, mad dogs and I
in maple-shade together lie.

New mown grass, wild onion scent
console me through this torrid afternoon.

Ice tea pitcher breaks a beaded sweat.
Steaming, we welcome thunder's threat.

Under soft black sky, the dark hills,
the air filled with fireflies' fairy lights!

In the still night air, the ebbing heat
provokes the gray tree frogs to sing.

Denis M. Garrison