Into the world of willows weeping I wander   wondering   when or where I will smell the salt air   exclaiming;   so long to bewildering scenes of why   declaring;   yes, we share in the lover’s cry   and under those willows we can be seen   gazing and sharing and caring … Continue reading Unfurled

Camellia II

He strolled down from the office                                                                     On a day of mixed emotions                                             Walking under raindrops                                                 He made a dash for undercover                                                  He saw a bookshop open                                                            It was busy with perusers                                                  So he walked in … Continue reading Camellia II