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
wrdynamics@gmail.com
Love this
Thank you, very happy to hear that. Will have part 2 posted in a couple of days.
GREAT! Well done!