seasons: a poetic journey

Poetry

yield

a brisk start

rapid steps -toward

pushed forward

crashing clang

hush subdued

Plover approach

skitter days -search

what’s left behind

(Day Three of White Sands)

Author: Jeanne

emotionsoflife2016 says:

12/26/2017 at 12:28 pm

Beautifully crafted

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1. Jeanne says:
  
  12/26/2017 at 6:27 pm
  
  😊thank you
  
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  1. emotionsoflife2016 says:
    
    12/27/2017 at 12:22 pm
    
    My pleasure
    
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