Death, NaPoWriMo2014, Nature, Poetry, writing Chair April 26, 2014 fhaedra Leave a comment Come. Tree left it for you here before he fell crying his thunderous earthsong sit erect eyes open Listen for Wind. Share this:Tweet Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like this:Like Loading…
