Dab by intuitive dab
The Master will compose
another work of art
with bittersweet and rose
and crimson from the heart
that flows with every stab
when inner urges start
and livens up my drab
attempt at autumn prose.
Are You Reading Me?
2 comments:
I quite like your attempt at autumn prose. I must admit. Many thanks.
Greetings from London.
Good morning, thanks for your great comment, made my day. Take care!
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