And clothes , James, make the man, Which only kicks the can Much farther down the road, To where our…
Thanks, MJ. Appreciated. Able was I ere I saw Elba. Another use for 'ere', in the sentence above that reads…
And clothes , James, make the man, Which only kicks the can Much farther down the road, To where our…
a white-clad autumn whispering through the calm storm: my lover, not mine
I loved this poem when I first read it and I still do. One of the things I like best…
Thanks, MJ. Appreciated. Able was I ere I saw Elba. Another use for 'ere', in the sentence above that reads…
As a P.S. I prefer to rhyme "potpourri" with "hot glory".