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August Update

Summer draws to a close, and I don’t mind. We’re upon my favorite season! Fall has always been so magical to me, and I can’t wait to dive into all things autumnal. However, I still want to honor this summer of change and growth. While my writing and art have been mostly stagnant, I wrote a few poems. Also, I grabbed a lovely shot of clouds the other day, which is the featured image of this post.

Before I share a poem, I’d like to reflect on another milestone. Last week, I turned 45 years old! Such an odd feeling considering that mentally I don’t feel 45, although parts of my body certainly do… I say as a rub a sore back. Aches and pains aside, growing older should be celebrated and not dreaded. I’ve come a long way, have done a lot of cool things, and still have a long way to go. Typically, I don’t make a big deal about my birthday and prefer things to be chill. I had a wonderful birthday gathering with my parents, my sisters, and their families. One of my nieces, whom I haven’t seen for years, was there! We all celebrated the summer birthdays and had a wonderful time.

Here is a fairly recent poem about summer and love. I don’t normally write love poems, but this needed to be one, especially when I think about my wife, Monica. Our love is a steady flame that burns brighter all the time.


Summer Night

Bonfire smoke ghosts across the grass
As orange embers crackle, spark
To mingle with the stars
In the twilight blue skies.
Fireflies alight and dance
To the cricket chorus,
A pulsing waltz
Thrumming my heart’s beat.
I hold your hand —
Smiling like the moon —
As the flames flush,
Our love glows.


I hope you enjoyed that one.

As always, thank you for reading!

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