Twisted to add strength, the silk rope defined the day, time and place.
An adventure began when the moon crested the castle’s turret-sky.
Dawn broke over a teacup and set the table for breakfast.
We chose coffee, thousand grain bread and avocado.
In the government entertainment room a recital of “If It Were Only Me, It Would Be You” was in full sway.
Every day is a good one to see, or if not, then to write a play