Monday, March 16, 2015

Springtime in Kurdistan

Spring time in my dear Kurdistan......

jonquils on the side of the road, picked by my love

mountain blossoms growing in the crevices fed by trickling water from the stream

the smell of sunshine

as big as a china cup

those warm papery dresses of faeries

attracter of beeszzz

deep throbs of perfume

ancient lands cut through by this heavenly gush

and the wild goats clip clopping above the rushing river

the festival of parasols swinging in spring time in erbil

both kitsch and pretty, these flower balls at the family mall in erbil 

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