Picnic Repellant

Midday sustenance Placed upon a checkered cloth Spread atop a hill Shaded by an ancient tree Pristine lake belowSerene cows grazing green grassA warm summer breeze Provides the stench of cow dung Unappetizing picnic A picture worth a thousand words may still only tell half the story. Prompted by Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No.Continue reading “Picnic Repellant”