I took my morning stroll in the drizzle
Up and down in Tucson
An umbrella resting on my shoulder
Between a grandma mesquite
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All admiration for the poet who sees hunchback of mesquite and scholarly disposition of a lone pine and reminisces the lovely eyes behind curtains of bygone years. What a magnificent walk in the drizzle!
Taking morning troll in drizzle is very amazing to view of life in daily activity. Very amazing expression shared definitely....10
I see that Tuscan is an inspiration for you. You love this place and i see the beauty that you see through this poem. Poetry flows through every line. Its movements catch me like the rain drops. And suddenly the gushing words, emerges the reality in life – a pair of eyes at the window! Line after line of riveting verses. Excellent.
A solitary walk through the less trodden tracks with sweet youthful memories of beautiful eyes that peered from behind the curtain! The drizzle adds flavour to the romantic air created! Loved reading the poem with the figurative description of the old mesquite and pine trees!
Verily, pleasures of natural beauty are associated with the pleasures of youthful life that leave a permanent mark On one's psyche, A good depiction indeed
It seems that Arizona is a muse for you, Madathil. It is funny how the older one gets, the more things remind of other, earlier things. Whether they be purely general, or the specific time you saw a special ladies beautiful eyes, waiting for you behind curtains. A romanticized poem that I enjoyed very much
nice one. old memories never die..... cheers