OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
Hanging around
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
A great one!
Excellent! Love the photo, too.
:-)
ha!
Glitter. Yes. Hard to leave that behind.
I love (and relate to) the sentiment.
I think the last sentence works very well. “Glitter” and “Gone” are an unexpected and effective rhythmic combination that evoke (for me) both cowboys and glam-rock roadies.
That said, I’d like to share a flask of whiskey with the one who’s doing the “figuring.”
Well done!
Thanks, y’all. I should say that this was indirectly prompted by a recent post over at the cassandra pages, when Beth mentioned that her husband, a professional photographer, was never satisfied with his attempts to capture ice storms on film. I know exactly what he means.
Ken – “Both cowboys and glam-rock roadies,” eh? That’s good to hear! The conquistadors certainly were the first cowboys, some of them. I mean, literally as well as figuratively.
I’d like to pack away my glitter and run. Very far.
These trees look very insulated with moist cold. I can feel the thick cold all around them.