Rippled pond, dew-strung lawn. Yawning moon welcomes dawn. Freckled lily, dappled light. Brindled dog barks away night. Rising songbirds, snuggling owls. High-strung cat fusses and yowls. One eye open, I view the day, hear caterwauling, push sleep away. Tea and oatmeal, plump blackberries. I paint with words and dust of fairies. Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis … Continue reading Freckled Lily