Peace Poems:1

We’ll stand united
When roses cease their blooming
In peaceful protest

Till then, says the nightingale,
Let’s join together in song

kindling

When I awaken to polka dot snow
I hear the sparkle in Khanum’s eyes glow
As she spins from her head
Threads woven in bed
Where we chortle and chuckle together. Continue reading “kindling”

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