corks that hold bottled high spirits tight
ancient gods who strum up mischief
between these two lies me and you
and from each, my dear, we take our cue
to each, my love, we give our due
Ochre Idyls
Poems, Haiku/Tanka, Short Fictions
Poems, Haiku/Tanka, Short Fictions
corks that hold bottled high spirits tight
ancient gods who strum up mischief
between these two lies me and you
and from each, my dear, we take our cue
to each, my love, we give our due