pastiche in lilacs

Well,

Looks like it’s going,

to be,

a bright,

and,

brilliant day,

been a decent week,

can’t complain,

Saturday tends to be,

most important,

we’ll see.

The sky is blue,

and the tree,

I see from my desk,

if, I turn my head,

is that pretty,

tender,

shade of green,

oh,

and,

the Lilacs,

are in bloom,

and mask,

some of those,

ugly,

city smells.

I like Lilacs,

beautiful,

smell nice,

and,

very tough,

a very butch,

flower,

lilacs.

My grandma,

had a wall,

of lilacs,

separating,

her,

from her,

neighbours,

lilacs are,

part of the,

sights,

and smells,

of my,

childhood.

I’ll write later,

I might even have,

something to say:-)

Later girls,

BB

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Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my very early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

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