June Bugs (June Evenings) June bugs, Creepily crawling. Lazily stalling On my front porch Before rising suddenly A buzzing array of erratic motion Flying off toward summer! July Daze July days, Simmering heat A shimmering haze Dust clouds Stifling breezes Blowing slowly into August nights. August (A Residual Wind) It is August and I am wishing it was winter That old, wintery tingle overcame me For a moment Blowing through my ears Into my brain. Some minor emotion of Christmasness Snuck into the evening breeze Dropping off some early gifts and memories. Hey, I think I saw a snowflake!