Solstice Moon
Spring evaporates, elongated days
of humid sunshine
arrive.
Abbreviated night trembles
on
the precipice of seasonal solstice.
Full moon languidly rises
above wetland tules and mist.
Swollen orb pulsates, glows,
levitates between cypress limbs.
Dim light infiltrates darkened rooms,
instigates summer’s sensual
itch.
Jennifer Lagier and
her three spoiled dogs live beside the Pacific Ocean where they
entertain poets, a few select mad men and a small gopher snake.
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