Cosmos from Rauhallinen Farm Gardens

The common nighthawks
appear each evening
an hour or so
before darkness.
Airial foraging
on the wing
in the insect-laden
skies of the farm.

Effortlessly gliding,
compared to the
erratic flapping
of the brown bats
who inhabit
a lower layer of the
evening sky 
and employ
  a more frenzied
and random
approach to
securing a meal.

The subtle signs
of approaching Fall,
invisible a week earlier,
are introduced by
roadside goldenrod
and a sense of
what will soon be
a passing.
Saluting a dream
of Summer.

K. Carter