In a hammock on the first eve of Summer. Edit .00001 richard

[Achebe]

Dusk dropped stale and breathless, felt like dark was overdue. 
A beeswax moon was dodging past a kapok caricature. ... not a fatal flaw, but jars a little bit
I drifted in and out of sleep, my dreams became the sky;  
a silent movie melded from the pageant passing by. ....of all the sins dear to the devil, rhyming 'by' with 'sky' is amongst the worst (best)

Silhouettes of summer, leaves of apple dappled green, ....dappled apple green makes sense, but what shade is 'apple dappled'?
filled the space between my head and the distant silver screen. ....you can't  just end rhyme green with screen 
No melody in minor keys, no swelling heaven's throng...
but listen to the still, cool air and hear the nightjar's song.....again, the rhymes...
tectak
2017

Overall, the end rhymes spoiled an otherwise decent piece