by Toward A Word
you can feel the adrenaline pumping. Thump..whooosh...thump....whoosh. Be still my heart.
A spell check woulda caught it! But it's still a lovely poem, full of contained excitement and draws the reader on past the "crapapple" with ease.
Well done!
Flying fast as your heart. Lovely images. Love the moonlight gleaming in the rabbit's eye. Change to crabapples and you are 100%!
i couldnt sop laughing when I got to crapapple..maybe I can finish the poem later..hell, what a typo!!
into the country night. It all takes a slightly different course in the darkness, the stolen kiss, the whispers, all very exciting. very good.
jim : )
...love your work when it shows itself, always wish there was another, and more. Yours words take me, own me when I read them. Thank you.