twilight reflection

distant in this cold
bristling west wind
damp chill
to the bone
night
in this valley of
refugees from
the sun
where
i am left
wondering
why
i didn’t
make soup
creamy
zucchini with
herbs home filling
fragrance
floating on air
with broken
crust of bread
warm
buttered

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nancy marie davis

Nancy Marie Davis wine label illustrations, photography, mixed media, poetry and study in love.

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