Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair, need the unities of two people living and dying… Continue reading
Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.
Originally posted on Barnstorming:
Broad August burns in milky skies,The world is blanched with hazy heat;The vast green pasture, even, liesToo hot and bright for eyes and feet. Amid the grassy levels rearsThe…
Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Their life will expand and multiply. They will sit on old porches and remember skeletons and blunders. The have learned profound knowledge and the… Continue reading