Here I seek answers
Where the wind whispers secrets
That fade in the clouds
I write and take photos.
How does it work?
Fabulous!!! Love it!!!
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Her cerulean eyes A whirlpool of misery I willfully drown
By Chad Verzosa3 years ago in Poets
sit in the doorway peach trees foretelling their bloom last year’s jam on toast * I wait for the peach trees to bloom. The buds are swelled and fuzzy, a soft pale green.
By Natalie Wilkinson2 days ago in Poets
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By Carol Ann Townend6 days ago in Poets
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Fabulous!!! Love it!!!