© Marie Marshall.
Beautiful!
Thank you.
in this town of yours – my bedroom and the foot of this bed – slowly dance to an unheard beat. Diffused by climate – by zebras stomping for rain….
Poets always think of zebras when they hear hoofbeats.
: )
Or eucharist drunk reindeer…
beret lost in a cow-field…marvelous image there..lost myself in chuckles as the image came..tis no blue or green beret here..
Eucharist-drunk reindeer – now there’s an image to conjure with.
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Beautiful!
Thank you.
in this town of yours – my bedroom and the foot of this bed – slowly dance to an unheard beat. Diffused by climate – by zebras stomping for rain….
Poets always think of zebras when they hear hoofbeats.
: )
Or eucharist drunk reindeer…
beret lost in a cow-field…marvelous image there..lost myself in chuckles as the image came..tis no blue or green beret here..
Eucharist-drunk reindeer – now there’s an image to conjure with.