Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
She dances the flamenco Green dress red lined Watermelon pretty Lush and fat Just like me I sigh Older than the rest Just like me I gasp Her feet stomp with rhythm With rage Lucia, I think they call her Lucia the loud one… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 14: Watermelon Pretty”
Endlessly entropic Ebbing away Says the circle so bright Dares the moon in the light Of the day hale and gay So we spin and we stick To the lines drawn before To the curves of our past Salt and water hold fast To… Continue Reading “Widdershins Whirl”