Ah, summer

As the dew clears from the verdant summer grounds
Another morning dawns, waking to happy, carefree sounds
From the laughter in the breeze
To the chirping high-up among the leaves
Nature's symphony is clearly at its peak
When the world is soaking up the sun's brilliant heat

Fog

A thick and heavy curtain
Of mist hangs from the sky
A cloud brought down to earth
The only question: why?
To burn away in sunlight
To flee before the heat
Is a foggy signature
Making a hasty, fast retreat

Kaake

From the high-up perch, surveying the sound
Eyes that bore right through the ground
A jet-black stare that pierces the core
A feigning laugh, what a bleeding bore
The joke's on you mister, can't you see?
I've got wings - so much better to flee
As you stumble and bump around
I'll catch the wind - I'll never be bound!
Only the one who circles higher
Will I allow to call me liar
Until that day, you turn your head
And remember well, what I've just said

Choppers

Watch the grace in the blue-sheath skin
As the water dance continues, showing the power within.
Satin wings blur in a flurry of flight,
Catching the sun, reflecting the light.
The perfect blueprint for rising, rising up, up so high,
We copied it, yes, we got ours to fly,
But it's a clumsy steel shell, heavy and loud,
Nothing of which nature could ever be proud.
No balletic turns over a diamond-shot drink,
Or breezy-aired kisses sent over the brink.
The tiniest of dragons, your name rings true,
But no fire or smoke will we ever get from you,
Just a sweet pas-de-deux, played over the glade,
While we can only aim for a straighter-edged blade.