when winds walk
like mysterious hours
pin the tale on a sunflower
decision a sweet dust
the unfailing drum
appreciates thunder and
rolled-up sleeves
hands replenished by hard work
inventing a stair
is like
throwing time
into a trash can
life a brilliant lip
by mary ann blinkhorn
mypenandme 
I’m sure the donkey is very pleased that the sunflower has taken over its role π
Ha! Thanks.
Very yummy and satisfying, this one x
I’m happy you enjoyed it. Thanks, Julia.
Lovely dance of mystery
Thanks! π
“life a brilliant lip” β¦ love it.
blessings ~ maxi
Thanks, Maxi. π
Beautiful!
Thanks! π
I always like your smorgasbords of words, allowing us, it seems to me, to dream lots of soft-focus pictures.
nice work mary ann!
Thank you for your encouragement. π
Oh, so glad you found my blog, so I was able to find yours!! Love it!!!
Thank you. I’ll look forward to reading more of you.
I would be so honored! Thank you!!
Very special! I love it!
Thanks. π
concise, yet open enough for my own story to bloom – beautifully creative as always Mary Ann…
Thank you, my friend.
such a sweet and beautiful poem:)
Thank you. π
I just love the way this made me feel, exquisite use of words, well-done indeed. Thank you for this.
Autumn Jade
That’s very kind. Thank you. π