Summit And Vale

The Lights at Carney’s Point

Rainy Day

Four Epitaphs - For my Grandmother

I Sit and Sew

Amid the Roses

Farewell

Bright Bindings

To John Keats, Poet, at Springtime

From the Dark Tower

Bread and Wine

Sacrement

“The dew is on the grasses, dear,
    The blush is on the rose,
And swift across our dial-youth,
    A shifting shadow goes. The primrose moments, lush with bliss.
    Exhale and fade away,
Life may renew the Autumn time,
    But nevermore the May!” —Georgia Douglas Johnson (Youth) #AIart #Midjourney7 #Poetry

Promise