The harsh heat of summer
Has run its course,
Leaving seasonal clues
Of paler blues
And hedgerows full
Of tender blackberries.
Hawthorn and rowan trees droop
With the weight of fruit,
And crab apples spill
In a carpet of swarming wasps.
Outside windows,
Threatening crane flies pose
On long, spindly legs, aliens
Clamouring to enter
Before chill winds of October
Blast them away.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
Wherer were the crane flies when I wanted to snap one? They’re usually in the bedroom or bathroom! Image found on commons.wikimedia.or
My response to the secret keeper’s Weekly Writing Challenge #54
This week’s five words: CLUE – COURSE – TENDER – THREAT – POSE
writing in north norfolk 
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simply lovely rendition of this time of year slipping in the word prompts so surreptitiously
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Thanks for reading, Laura, and for your lovely comments.
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This is so gorgeous! It moves just beautifully.
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Thank you Mama Zen! Your kind comments have made my day! I will be singing all the louder at choir this evening.
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Santa Claus.
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I prefer Halloween.
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