Posted on 21 June 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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Upon my deck, a vodka poured up tall, I gaze out over my domain of green: An acre verdant wrapped in grassy shawl And sunset rain to add a glassy sheen. King Arthur with his table round and fair, Bright pennants on his soaring…
Category: SolsticeSeriesTags: bliss, contentment, folded word, green, home, mickey kulp, poem, Poetry, rhyme, solstice, SolsticeSeries
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