Wood Dragons Are Real
When all at once I saw a flight,
A horde, of Wood Dragons.
Category: Poetry
Weeping Angels
To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
Read MoreJacob’s Ladder
Which Way Is Up ?
Read MoreThe Moon And Back
The man in the moon came tumbling down
And asked his way to Norwich;
He went by the south and burnt his mouth
With supping cold pease porridge.
Messy
The Universe tells me ‘Dig Deeper’. If I dig any deeper I may pop up in Australia.
Read MoreBlossom
Winter Cherry Blossom.
Read MoreThe Milk Maid
The god Krishna’s love for the milkmaid Radha became a popular subject in both religious and secular painting and verse, and was sublimated as an allegory of the soul’s relation to God.
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