3 poems for your enjoyment...Are they getting any better??????
The Secret of Literacy
Brittle bindings,
Creaking with age,
Embrace fragile parchment
Coated with dust.
Somewhere,
In these ancient pages,
Hidden beneath the black type -
Castles.
Dragons.
A Princess.
Trapped in a world
Of darkness.
Just waiting,
For one who will free them
Into
Imagination.
Equine Optics
Feathery fringe frames
The deep dark depths
Of velvety brown.
Trust is ever-present
In the window to his soul.
Squirrel
Bushy-tailed busybody
Chattering to all who can hear
Darting around
To and fro
Up and down
Around the trees
Into the street…………..
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