yow!
creepy cool

Thank you, Jim.

Aww. The way you feel about her as a sacred and heavenly is beautiful

Your beautiful and tender ode to la luna is much needed and appreciated by these weary eyes. To sit out late at night beneath her pallid light while the world goes on oblivious, is true poetic medicine. I praise your use of, welkin, something mystical about that word. Gorgeous write, my friend.

Clay

Rich… vivid… nice flow with this one… great job you two…

We thank you.

A very good prose piece, y’all. Solid throughout. I enjoyed reading it!

Thank you.

I enjoyed the wonderful and thought inspiring musings of you too very much! Great job!

I grow a patchouli plant every year. It’s magical, like this piece. 🙂

Thank you, Jim.

Two poets whispering in Autumn: their leaves dancing in the scented air, colours bright, swirling in space, perhaps – who knows, lying softly on the same metallic glory?

‘The patchouli deepened, growing warmer and more complex, like a fine wine mellowing with time’

There’s little better than patchouli to lure lovers closer.. and closer.. and.. .. here I am inhaling – deeply, needing its magic allure! Space, am yours – take me! Smiling, happy

We thank you, emmagreen.