Ladybird

I called that picture ‘ladybird’, but I didn’t write any poem for it.

Do you have some ideas?

5 thoughts on “Ladybird

  1. The river, sluggish, rolling still
    Between denuded trees
    As time ticks on through Winter,

    Stirs the woods like a coffee spoon:
    Green becomes the new brown;
    My ladybird sings once more.

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