A Touch of Peace!
A Touch of Peace! As I stand on the corner – I soak up the morning – where the word threads string their weaves, Reflecting the moment with a pair of ring necked Doves – as their Autumn Apple drops … Continue reading →
A Touch of Peace! As I stand on the corner – I soak up the morning – where the word threads string their weaves, Reflecting the moment with a pair of ring necked Doves – as their Autumn Apple drops … Continue reading →
The House in the Round! A Morning mist climbs – as the Wood Pigeons scatter – a pair of Male Pheasants – stroll the rise, A fine spray to the taste – before it leaves in haste – it wets … Continue reading →
Lizzie! The Flame Still Burns! Rolling with a rainbow – from here to there – the greys they roam the skies, Through the rose of a shower of cascading drops – reaching lows and highs! With a formal exit – … Continue reading →