A poem that follows Monday's post, Selective Weeding, with revelations and imaginings of a small child.
Sue the vampire weed slayer.
I select my victims carefully.
"What once was rock now nurtures lupine spears."
The urban child .... "pretending to be wild amidst the weeds"
Just lovely, Sue.
Thank you, Sharron.
A fine poem.
Sue the vampire weed slayer.
I select my victims carefully.
"What once was rock now nurtures lupine spears."
The urban child .... "pretending to be wild amidst the weeds"
Just lovely, Sue.
Thank you, Sharron.
A fine poem.