Poem – The Wanderer, part 1
I was
wandering
in the desert
flat until
I reached
the hills
there stood
a man under
a cactus
and the cactus flowered
purple.
I said hello
met with silence
the wind toyed
with red beads
and grey beard.
William Ricci
Mountains, Ice, Stars
Love this
Thank you, very happy to hear that. Will have part 2 posted in a couple of days.
GREAT! Well done!