we stood by watched petals
fall the roads stood quiet the medallions
glimmered we stood by talk
ed the
etched ballads fell like toadstools
elms balked at
songbirds mocking the sun for rising late
songbirds mocking the elk for balking late
we stood by etching ballads
the medallions glimmering as the road meandered into walkways
threads
joined with the voice of the gull mocking the songbird we
stood by etching
moonrock from castoff dream
we stood by
humming distant song
Nice.
Thanks Lola π
Beautifully dreamy
π