The cliffs of moher

Rum and Robots

Poem by Joni Caggiano on September 23, 2021 – Photo by Pixabay on

leaves of many colors mingle to disperse
a steaming bowl of porridge to feed the craving earth
rain turns directions, as limestone clenches sea flowers
our love flying with the peregrine falcons by the cliffs of moher
using night writing, molds of movement, on the blanket we once did share

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