and tonight, here (where i live), it is starry and the trees hang with cats-cradles of frost, the grass and the paths out of the valley crackle underfoot as if made of sugar. x
Ah, how you tease me so ... delicately. :) What a poetic vista you have painted ... I envy you right now. I'd want to be out there, taking one photograph after another. Blissful sigh.
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this upstairs kingdom where
hearts pound like choirs
oh that's wonderful! you could name a book 'the upstairs kingdom'. your book of course!
i love the realms that your words conjure up, so magical. :))
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I fell in love with the scene in the picture ... Wanting to be there, lying back on the ground and looking upward into the beauty...
That is certainly a good title for a book!
Thank you so much. x
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and tonight, here (where i live), it is starry and the trees hang with cats-cradles of frost,
the grass and the paths out of the valley crackle underfoot as if made of sugar.
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This poem is delicious. With or without the picture. Which is awesome, but the words...
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