Sit a spell and
Spill with me
Words
‘Til all we have to till
Are recycled revelations
Composted conversations
Speak philosophy
Of fallen trees
In vacant forests
Did you hear it?
Meta my physics
Prove me wrong
Let’s put it in a
Nitty-gritty nutshell
A quirky little quadrille for dVerse. De is our host and “spill” is the word she has asked us to include in our 44 word poem. Come on over!