It’s a Gator not a Croc You can tell by the snout, the gator’s U the crocs pointed V; A clenched mouth and teeth hidden while the croc flashes a toothy grin. Lies in rest the gator, in fresh water marshes and lakes. The jaws of a reptile with its mouth of serrated teeth; the … Continue reading Gators and Crocs
A necklace of shells, a Kada for a bracelet, she calls it her armor, ivory shaded earrings, Kwajalein, she defines her eyes with Surma and a light rosy natural gloss of gel on her lips - a simple smile yet elegantly matured in her look. She wears Boss yet carries her charm even in a … Continue reading Act 5 Scene 6 – A Past Lover Retrospective and A Prospective Mother
The Tuscarora (Hemp gatherers, Shirt-Wearing People) said to the the beautiful stone hearted Rose "In bocca al lupo (Into the mouth of a wolf)" to which responded the Rosetta Stone "crepi il lupo ! (“may the wolf die!)"