Honeysuckle and Blue Bells In a backyard English Garden Some Dog Rose and Cowslip In an unlikely place called Harle… There is Ragged Robin, here and t…

Legends— Stories— and Fairy-tales Windblown ships with clouds for sa… Hummingbirds——in Hives——like bees And ghostly pirates on the seven s… Wicked Witches and fairy godmothe…

Along the river near the lock in Gulhanny Lived a dragon by the name of Cruel And there, too,

Just had to be in front of me, Didn’t you? All the lanes were yours, Right back there. Sixty-something in a fourty,

I was drawn to a drawing On a tent Was a face A Blue-eyed Gypsy In a Black Shawl of Lace

It was just past midnight When I heard a bell, It wasn’t a big one, It was small, I could tell. Ting-Ting, Ting-ting,

Across the great expanse With a raging river below, Rope bridges try to fly On the devil-winds that blow. The River’s mist forms a fog

My friends say that I’m backward. But I question the reasons why? I’m personable and chatty And never, ever, shy! Just because I drive a car