I’d no idea,
Wiltshire folk were nicknamed such–
Thanks so much, Pointless!
skat@2018
n.b.
Hitchcock is all done,
going to have some fun with
Mister Bond’s movies.
skat@2018
I’d no idea,
Wiltshire folk were nicknamed such–
Thanks so much, Pointless!
skat@2018
n.b.
Hitchcock is all done,
going to have some fun with
Mister Bond’s movies.
skat@2018
Grackle’s compass is
off, slams into the window—
raising my hackles.
skat@2018
Rip, not flaw, made by
Ornithology student
with unclipped, sharp claw.
skat@2018
At last! The sun glows,
like a goldeny gemstone
from some distant past.
skat@2018
I believe, I’ll put
away my parka this year
(fearing mere reprieve).
Will winter, once more return?
Will spring, come, to us relieve?
skat@2018