Hello Poets!
I am an early poster but perhaps a late responder. Driving tomorrow morning into the wilds of totality for the solar eclipse. Should I spontaneously combust, know I love you all.
midsummer fox
digs uffishly
for ditch-mice
startles at my step
quick as a flick
he gimbles away
through tulgey wood
flies fox-flag flame
chortles silently
callooh! callay!
I am an early poster but perhaps a late responder. Driving tomorrow morning into the wilds of totality for the solar eclipse. Should I spontaneously combust, know I love you all.
midsummer fox
digs uffishly
for ditch-mice
startles at my step
quick as a flick
he gimbles away
through tulgey wood
flies fox-flag flame
chortles silently
callooh! callay!