by Khareef
Oh how the birds tweet,
I heard them first as a child;
Wrinkled ears recall Continue reading “Oh How The Birds Tweet”
by Khareef
Oh how the birds tweet,
I heard them first as a child;
Wrinkled ears recall Continue reading “Oh How The Birds Tweet”
In mirrored sheen of raindrops,
silken on flagstones ,
morning birdsong through lace leaves.
Cloudscape opening
on a pallid shallow sky,
scent from early dewed grass