by My Erotic Trail
the switch to my blue gliding strut...\ meld the world into glass...as picture perfect...blue
to get up early so I can watch the sun rise-and see the blossoms fall...
I love your picturesque style which makes me feel and see the colors and emotions in the poem- you bring life to the words.
I haven't read much lately so I'm glad Ang. mentioned this poem today. I can't remember any thing you've done that flows as well as this beauty. A message and visual worth reading.
Very picturesque imagery here, Art. Can just see flowers cast off from trees and plants floating on down the river to the ocean in the calm morning air. Just one little detail ~ set this one in permanent ink ~ it's twilight.