More poetry about nature, it just keeps inspiring me.
A short and silly little thing about…well, what the title says.
The bird, not the church official.
Another short poem about my job, and what I experience there.
And to counter the gloomy poem from yesterday, have something more cheerful about fall.
And then one of the downsides of fall, the drearier monochrome days.
Hey, more poetry about cooking.