Rosemary’s Overcoat
Her last Autumn passed like all the others, no cause for change to a routine as constant as the turn of the calendar Warding off shivered joints and lurking […]
Her last Autumn passed like all the others, no cause for change to a routine as constant as the turn of the calendar Warding off shivered joints and lurking […]
the early evening sun cast light and shade across the wild flowers making magic before moonshine the air so warm and still that every birdsong and bee sting could be […]
I want to write of love songs but every time I try my sun pulls on his overcoat and thunderclouds roll by Is it that I’ve seen too much in […]