Clean
Feb 19, 2024
Our neighborhood
Smells like spice tea
After clean rain
Wind fuses out door plant
Smells
Weaving a tapestry of wind
Blown
Hope.
Clean washed in
The arms of rain
Scoured by wind
Fresh air worth the
Breathing.
Our neighborhood
Smells like spice tea
After clean rain
Wind fuses out door plant
Smells
Weaving a tapestry of wind
Blown
Hope.
Clean washed in
The arms of rain
Scoured by wind
Fresh air worth the
Breathing.
Novelist, screenwriter, poet. Fan of all things writing, film, music. Married forty-seven years. Dog lover.