Beyond the green spider wall
tightly wound men compete
with enthusiastic sincerity.
Past the fluttering fairy wasps
and straining metallic criss-crosses
move scarlet twin birds
grinning and dusty.
The hills observe with dry approval
as the drones of biplanes
scrutinize the game plan
wailing a subtle accompaniment.
Light brown puffs chalk the air
and to top it all off,
is an upside down bowl
of clear and uninterrupted
Blue sky
cool in color
but damn that’s hot.
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