Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows

A 'Donna' limerick The heat rose from between her hills over her lush fallows. I stopped; my eye distracted by enticing omphalos. โ€˜What do you seeโ€™ Prompt #150 For Sadjeโ€™s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art. Image credit:Robert Lukeman @ Unsplash Murisopsisโ€™ Poetry Scavenger Hunt This… Continue reading Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows