Alma lost her spoon
Well-known member
October Tide
White horses rising lifts my spirits
Salted spray filling my lungs & hair
Nature thrashing her unceasing ancient rhythmic rhyme
The hard & stiff to be broken, the soft & supple to survive.
White horses rising lifts my spirits
Salted spray filling my lungs & hair
Nature thrashing her unceasing ancient rhythmic rhyme
The hard & stiff to be broken, the soft & supple to survive.