Finally<\/strong><\/p>\n Spring sprung ~ Smith<\/p>\n Fast and Loose<\/strong><\/p>\n Spring today came fast and loose on the back of a fog that lingered this morning, but that’s ok as day unfolded in golden spring sunlight that spent itself out in turquoise and silver as light exploded over the common this evening as I walked my dog near Sunbrick, Birkrigg.<\/p>\n ~ Geraldine Green from Salt Road pub. by Indigo Dreams Publishers, 201<\/p>\n I wanted to write a poem about ~ Russell Vidrick<\/p>\n Squirm & Scroll<\/strong><\/p>\n Squirmy the Wormy ~ Smith<\/p>\n
\nWorm squirm
\nBird flirt alert<\/p>\n
\nyour beauty but your beauty is no secret when I was sick with a cold you bought me noodles and soup and let me lay on your breasts you are a beatuetis bohemian beauty and I could pledge myself to you completely alongside the thousand angels that already have.<\/p>\n
\nas he burrows flesh to flesh
\nlikes it dark and wet
\nfor squirmy spermy
\nall out searching for her egg
\nfor his breakfast kiss.<\/p>\n