hay fever sneezy
torn top sail
deep clean cut
made from mud
red shifting from sight
alone in the night
love the rhyme, the form and the subject. I have to say I really enjoy your writing. Thanks for sharing.
That is very kind and encouraging, Wendy–I am grateful! Thank you!
I love how this poem expands before it shrinks.
Thank you, Carrie–I appreciate your insight!
Loved first stanza!
Thank you, Linda!
Love the way the sounds go together. I can hear a melody.
That is nice to “hear”–thank you, Louise!