Abdicating the shadows;
totemic...
When I was arranging daffodils
you send in tanks...
A patch of clover in a perfect lawn;
neglected to spread broadleaf killer...
In your domain
walking with men of straw...
“Hello my Yellow……”
Several colors comes in different styles for sure...
Lost in the stellar fields
pulled as in a gale force...
Life would be so sweet
With butterfly wings...
Knowing too much
was painful...
When the sun goes down bleeding
beyond the hills yonder...
Tall Tales:
Getting a kite tail stuck in a tree...
In culture of counterfeits
a snip of intelligent gene...
If life was a Beehive
And we all got along...