I'm still writing, though I don't have so much free time as I used to.
Leaves scuttle softly
along sunbaked sidewalks
Afternoon
barbeque on the deck.
Small toad hops away.
A bird of clouds,
gliding over the city,
red sun in her wings
Watching Jupiter
playing hide and go seek
between the clouds.
Leaves scuttle softly
along sunbaked sidewalks
Afternoon
barbeque on the deck.
Small toad hops away.
A bird of clouds,
gliding over the city,
red sun in her wings
Watching Jupiter
playing hide and go seek
between the clouds.
posted by Plain Foolish | 3:16 PM
3 Comments:
Good to hear from you, and well writ.
Hi! I do stop by and read once in awhile. How are you?
Very nice; good to see your words again.
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