I step outside, mind clenched,wind rustles honeysuckledelicate bowls of cream.I wait for you, urgent wingsfocused on feeding,humming, humming, humming.Bumble bees bounce between bloomscabbage whites flit…
Cornish writer
I step outside, mind clenched,wind rustles honeysuckledelicate bowls of cream.I wait for you, urgent wingsfocused on feeding,humming, humming, humming.Bumble bees bounce between bloomscabbage whites flit…
Sighs linger along lakeside reed roots, an eery gold rises hangs, still as future’s mudflats. Ice stars underfoot bones of winter trees fragile waifs shield…
Apple sways shawls weighted with fruit ready to crunch. Tender leaves flecked with bronze rustling with shyness.
I love the magic of arriving at the beach to the joy of coastal flowers. My favorites are thrift or sea pinks. Petals of sunlit…
Oh, to Be. Petals hold stern as bumble reaches, dainty limbs forage. She feels a tender glare, sucks in at possibility – a darted…