Author Archives: ayaladn

maid a meadowsweet chickory one bee blue sailor wild carrots top spot   gray lazy garden summer what of what time was ruff an amethyst   one boot’s sedum green fountaineer a sundialer old barn triangle

not to rent a horse one time bran new on the loose from a barefoot smith   hay there shadow blue knott’d to a splint’d wood bells on a burro   lean poles limp o’er sticks pokers two tongs roomers queue shares in a barrow

gully walkers we what time no trees chickadee’d very brown creepers   eyed forget it now too tangl’d wee stumblings knot to messquito   my shoe no yours is that mine where is won’t fit through ‘Spot…he’s digging pits…’

iron carriage frocks hand held fold a steamer trunk we’ll take a canteen   hang it a fence post when the wires are surmount nor a smith busy   a blue cavalcade thunder rolling on the plains Bibi, ‘…no kindlin’…’