Poetic Pleasure Place
Ardor Among Arbors
Ashen cinders fall away revealing a molten core
Feathers grasses up to her naked knees
A flaxen sun on flaxen hair
Doe eyed and prancing in the sun
Penguins and puppies
As we climbed the swelling peak of the rolling hills
our hearts soar aloft with the fluttering tails of high flight kites
over the choppy waters of a wind swept bay
