Tag: Midsummer Night’s Dream

• Poetic Bloomings: 3 July

  “The course of true love never did run smooth” ~ Lysander in Midsummer Night’s Dream   I. To Melt There was a time I’d melt. An ice cube In a steam room. A puddle For his broom. For his smile. But I’ve also had lengthy Conversations with trees.   II. The Cricket Daddy always said…

  Misky

  Jul 3, 2016

  Poetic Bloomings

  folly, love, Midsummer Night’s Dream