Tag: garden

To the Magic Stones

the lift

X marks the spot pen and ink drawn outlines on the naked an artful coupling veiled in hottest red was it just a bare wall begging for paint pot spare street canvas of passionate position or maybe some directive in its juxtaposition? if you…

the Catalpa

to thunderous applause June comes in startling finches from storm topped sycamores in a seesaw swaying sea of green roosts sunlight and rain flung on an easterly course and in the mayhem one skeletal tree upstanding its trunk defaced by random woodworking a grotesque of hollow mouth and pop eyes pecked deep within the bark along the…