As the hooded monk skulks in the twilight,
And a frog leaps into a pool,
A snake slithers through the long grass,
And you pass silently in my arms.
Rob JosephÂ
Free Verse Poetry
As the hooded monk skulks in the twilight,
And a frog leaps into a pool,
A snake slithers through the long grass,
And you pass silently in my arms.
I found a conker today,
A deep rustic brown,
The sunlight was shining on it,
And my thoughts of Autumn are plenty.
It seems that a glass or two of red wine, is good for the poet in me
