I write poems and the poems...
Little morning in auvergne
Wake up before the first bird, still asleep in busy dream...
The quiet house
In the quiet states...
The hummingbird
In the early morning, after and before walking...
Home sweet home
I write myself on the page of the day
Someone amazing said follow the gleam
Some days...
Sorting through clothes
I keep my velvet...
Sky-coloured kayak
I love the way you pick up sunlight...
June evening
I see fireflies for the first time...
I have mown the grass
each blade a poem...
LiaThePoet 