Lions in the Grass
A blog of some of my poetry...
Saturday, September 26, 2015
He guards the underworld....
Paris 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Scattered colours.
Flowers are not people.
You never told me that I was sleeping.
Waking up....thank you Julie
Goodbye dark summer
Hungarian Innocence....
How can you build a prison by the sea? At least the colours are subtle.
Monday, September 21, 2015
Cordoba of my mind.
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