Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …


14 July 2013



morning sun burns fog

an unseen cricket still chirps

dew dampens my feet

yesterday’s freshly cut grass

intoxicates my senses


so much to notice

a grateful spirit is learned

by being open

appreciating in turn

what I so often dismiss

15 July, 2013 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

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