I shall gather leaves and berries roots and bark making preparations... On a blanket of bluebonnets I shall lay you down
By Lisa Richardson5 years ago in Poets
In the fashion of Hemingway at long length and in great detail we talk of salmon served with ginger crepes the copious amounts of scotch imbibed
And then tomorrow to the work... but what of today? The sun is just now starting to set a glorious, juicy orange why not take a bite
We all achieve a certain state of grace in the hours between shadows and the dawn with implicit trust, take our resting place
She dreams in shades of the Aegean of sand and stone of the wind beckoning 'Koritismou' through the leaves of the olive trees-
