under a mottled sky the wine grapes hang
w. f. owen
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4 comments:
early frost
sweetens wild grapes
harvest
Memories; Mom and Dad knew the wild vines, and each fall... picked for the palate. _m
thank you m, a nice memory indeed.
bill
nice poem. i like the use of "mottled."
thanks greg, i like that word too.
thanks for stopping by.
bill
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