on a dusty trail
turn this corner to find the air
drunk with roses
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This poem was written on the way to work and unexpectedly finding some beauty lingering in the air. And, to finish, here’s Cud –
as a damsel fly
takes my arm – her blue eyes
I do
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This poem was written because damsel flies seem rather enamoured of me lately. Dunno why. And, to finish, here’s Tony Joe White –
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