Grape lips speak.

Morning sunshine
slant through the window panes
birds twitter about a gossip
from last night’s grapevine.
Who say, fell prey
to such a bite?!

A lone little worm
fallen from grace, shunned
for daring to defy
moss-covered rocks
in the wake
of a– thunderstorm.









8 responses to “Grape lips speak.”

  1. You paint almost a still-life, with your observant description…Lovely!

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    1. Thank you Karima! ❤

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  2. Amazing write, Rafia. 💞

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, Jeff! ^-^

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  3. So beautiful lines👌

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    1. Thank you again! ❤

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