his tattoos, her tattoos
paintings that combine
upon their embrace
In a hidden glen they mimic
Waking swan and soaring wren,
Slowly raise their arms to bright
New coins in the treetops.
Each day they eat less,
Take less room and trudge
Together tenderly as if lost
In a high pavilion garden
Where a thousand flowers bloom.
Enjoying Life In New Ways
Poetry, Photography, haiku,
the literary asylum
Wherever I lay my pen, that's my home
my humanity in written form
Guitarist / Songwriter
Poetry, Fiction & Photography
New content every Sunday.
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
a collection of words about my average, bog-standard life accompanied by some sub-par illustrations that depict selected moments in said life
Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
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to be worth sharing
Domenic Garisto / LIFE IS NOT A REHERSAL,SO LIVE IT..if you can't be the poet, be the poem..havau22.com
One Poet's Writing Practice
My thousand lines..
Cat Nap Revue 