Poetry | The Heavenly Vintner

Old Mother Earth is a Prime Vintage
Having aged in the black dark cellar of space
For billions of years, undisturbed,
Except for ocasional riddling by asteroids and comets.
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Poetry | The Plains of California

The Plains of California ©2022 by Vernon Miles Kerr and VernonMilesKerr.com Big gash on North America’s face, Fully visible from space. Ohio with palm trees— Winter’s Bowl of Foggy Frost Summer’s scorchy slab of yellow grass And heat-shimmering vista of parallel rows of Orderly vineyard and orchard, diminishing to a point Old receptical for Dust… Read More Poetry | The Plains of California