Rotten

Simply a rotten quince…

Wrinkles

“Afar, beyond the borders of my mind,

Tired, I utterly find

An age forgetting to be kind.”

…to collect my fantasy thoughts and emotions.

A short trip to Valencia in the full summer heat. The white structures against the deep blue sky fascinated me.

Strolling along the small river in Emerson Valley

Beautiful new rooftop garden in the heart of London

Botanical

you wait in patience

stillness. the poem alights

a bird on your hand

June 13, 2022

Leaves

Continuing my "Anatomy of a tulip" series