Crisp, or: Fresh

A limerick I sow d'Verse prompts in my garden But I feel that I must beg your pardon. For my rows are of keys That yield green abc's Though my gardenin's really quite ardent. A d'Verse prompt Poetics: Garden(ing) Today at d'Verse, we were prompted to engage in garden poetry writing. Write about your own,… Continue reading Crisp, or: Fresh