the tiller and the trespasser
There is
in the blossoming of honeysuckle—
God. Sweet in its embrace,
it does not distinguish
nor deny.
in the blossoming of honeysuckle—
God. Sweet in its embrace,
it does not distinguish
nor deny.
posted by Micky at 5:10 AM
2 Comments:
Nicely done.
Rus,
Thanks. Actually workshopped this at Frugal Poet and a wise man suggested an em-dash vs. comma at second line.
Hope you are enjoying the honeysuckle, too.
Micky
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