Cherries

Cherries

Cherries There are cherries being picked.Glorious dark round rubies,One by one filling the silver bowl,By the small hand of a child,By the wrinkled, calloused hand of an elder,By your hand, my dear friend. There is joy and anticipationOf the juicy and the sweet,As one...
The Girl and the Birds

The Girl and the Birds

The Girl and the Birds A Journey to a cityscape where shadowy figures move behind locked windows and doors. They are there of their own volition. They hide from the improbable, the insignificant, the unlikely. They fear. Outside these buildings where the self-made...
Author: Nate Long