Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“No matter how many plans you make or how much in control you are, life is always winging it.” ― Carroll Bryant The days are finally cooler so I find myself spending more time in the garden. There is a lot to do in fall… Continue Reading “The One Stark Truth”
Forever has only just begun with each precious day that passes on Diamond stars still sparkle in blue night sky, Golden sun still shines happy and gayPearl moon still croons to hidden lovers and as each magical season passes by, another comes to take… Continue Reading “Forever”
Plump red tomato you are sublime fresh off the sunlit emerald vine Quartered and dressed in sea salt and black pepper, Surrounding a pearly burrata filled with luscious creamy cheeseTopped with a scattering of sweet basil leavesfresh from the kitchen gardenA drizzle of chartreuse… Continue Reading “Delectable Burrata”
“Come, little leaves,” said the Wind one day, “Come to the meadows with me and play. Put on your dresses of red and gold; For Summer is past, and the days grow cold.” ― George Cooper Rustling leavespainting forest floorold red bridgeinvitinga walk through autumn’s… Continue Reading “#Shadorma: The Red Bridge”
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