09/05/2013
365 Days of Poetry: Day Two-Hundred and Forty-Eight
#haiku
creeping green slime.
the gnats love it but we are.
going to town instead.
About June Faramore
Guitar playing singer-songwriter.
Just a Baltimore girl in a Southern world.
I also enjoy stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk.
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September 7th, 2013 at 11:36 pm
Ooh this reminds me of the BP oil spill.
September 8th, 2013 at 8:12 pm
Glad it connected with you, thanks for reading.
September 26th, 2013 at 10:57 pm
Breathtakingly beautiful. No cniecideocns with Naomi, right? I love how the universe set you up for that and how your cooking was a part of it. If you hadn’t been grilling the lamb chops and looking for something to listen to My friend Michael J. Chase runs The Kindness Center in Maine. I will share this poem with him. Also, thanks for your honesty about your writing path. I can relate. 30 years of writing for others, and I still find it hard to take time to write what’s in my head and heart. But you’ve inspired me on many levels. So we’ll see.