Sleeping rough; flowers around but all not well

Ha! Some windows of opportunity seem to be popping in and out of the internet. Let me see if I can get any of my stored posts through . . .

Cut dogwood under stars rough bed to make,
There you quiver, shake;
Though granite in earth shaped like bell
Water dearth a bitter pill
Flower garland, but no well.

© June 2019 Colonialist

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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9 Responses to Sleeping rough; flowers around but all not well

  1. SueW says:

    It must be very frustrating for you but I’m glad you managed to get a couple published!


  2. Success at last Well done Les; TBGFITW 🙂


  3. A most interesting poem. Glad you got the post through.


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