poems Washed lands There is on an average one poem that I write each day. That, gives me at least one thing to post each day here. Come to think of it, that’s a good way to manage post a day. On that note, here’s one I wrote yesterday, as it
love Do you remember? Do you remember the plains my love? Do you remember the rains my love? You are amongst the waters now, In a land of plenty, and more. There is water all around, The weather’s nice and gay. The Sun shines, but just enough, To leave a tinge of red,
