I can’t
quite say
why things
go this way.
Lost, not found
the tale —
never bound.
Scratch and claw
I often wish
I never saw.
God, I hate
rhyme,
A disaster
every
…attempt.
Life, Under a Sun
Krater Café
Words and Images by Richard Reeve
I can’t
quite say
why things
go this way.
Lost, not found
the tale —
never bound.
Scratch and claw
I often wish
I never saw.
God, I hate
rhyme,
A disaster
every
…attempt.
Amazing Richard Reeve you are a great writer
You are simply too kind!
a lovely flow of thoughts, Richard 🤍
So glad you think so…
Resonates. Xo
Very nice ❤
Thanks Lane.
You’re welcome 😊
Love the timely ending.
Syncopation.
Well I loved it 😉
😉
I loved it too … and I’m in awe of those who can write poetry, rhyming or otherwise 😁
You are so kind.
Brenda, you, um… you should not do that.
Do what? Or rather not do what?
That’s when they say, and I am being kind, go to hell… It’s a pleasant place.
Any ways … I have been a bad boy.
I love it 😊