Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Startled by the earth at dawn. It was far too green”- Jim Harrison, Dead Man’s Float Early dawn-Fresh leaves on sprawling old mesquitegleams in pearly sunlightChartreuse brilliance againsta cloudless smoke blue skySwarms of tiny flies rise, swirlingin soft air as ruby-throated hummingbirdsdart after their… Continue Reading “Aubade to Early Dawn”
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