Drifting through the piney wood
Down a slope where the water sometimes runs
Into the Flint in a mile or so
The cacophony of native bee
Carolina Jessamine draped
up trunks and across boughs
Bugles of yellow
Poisonous to the transplant
Good news and bumble spared.
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Sweetie Pie pilfering cat food. She swears the cat food fell into her mouth.. These are mistakes I have been guilty of that I get the urge t... -
Well the week has gone quickly and my regular Friday post has not been written. I kept musing poetically this evening as I drove from my hom... -
I’ve been to the bridge where the water overflowed. The road with swirling eddies and an ice cold grip Steadying my step the river ca...
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