Apr09

From this simple ground, this snugly coddled earthy crib, Is sprung a simple sapling. It’s set among the flora forest floor to bide, From seed to solid sway Across time to set roots and growth for ages: A base for branching beauty. And thickening rings of age and brutal bark Are growth of greater gain….

Aug31

My Pilgrimage to AgincourtThe day was bright, The wind just right, To visit Agincourt. I faced Harfleur, A King poseur, And felt like the Queen’s consort. We walked in pairs And climbed the stairs With Parisian disport. I smiled at her, Her raconteur, She was my last resort. I gave my heart, She’ll have no…