Musings From Nauvoo
Poems
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
Spice (RB)
the salt colored remains
of shaken clouds
leave little to the imagination
then suddenly peppered
in the sounding flight
broken lines
of loud and
angry
crow
JP Pestana October 26, 2016
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