
Top Ten Tuesday was created by The Broke and the Bookish in June of 2010 and was moved to That Artsy Reader Girl in January of 2018. It was born of a…
Top Ten Tuesday: Books On My Spring 2021 TBR

Top Ten Tuesday was created by The Broke and the Bookish in June of 2010 and was moved to That Artsy Reader Girl in January of 2018. It was born of a…
Top Ten Tuesday: Books On My Spring 2021 TBR

In the darkest night
hand in hand through narrow streets;
whispers out of sight
Copyright Francis 2021

Endless yellow rows
where my mother worked all day;
I smelled the flowers!
Copyright Francis 2021

I caught your bright eyes staring at me;
I was sorry to interrupt you plucking your kill.
Then instantly up and away
You were gone like an arrow, carcass in talons
Over low fences and hedges,
Between houses to some hidden place.
I admire your nobility, the efficiency
Of your skill, your craft.
And I understand your reticence
To share your life with mine,
Your instinct for isolation.
So go beautiful bird, take what you need
To survive, whilst I am entrapped, devoid of nature,
Simply scared to be alive
Copyright Francis 2021