Sun burnt grass
Ceiling fan rhythms
Shadowed spider crawls
Thirsty hydrangeas bow
Lavender scents humidity
Black-eyed Susans wink
As a skunk pup slinks
In the dusk
Cicadas call out the heat
And I nod asleep
To Miles Davis’
“So What.”
Ellen Martin Story, an avid reader and arts lover, is a retired human resources administrator who writes poetry in her wash-ashore Eden of Martha’s Vineyard.