A prose poem that reminds us how nature can pull us back from our darkest places.
I have no words to describe, "how do YOU find the words" to write what you do. Brilliant!
Every phrase is a poem.
Thank you, Gerard!
Despair, heavy as wet wool on her shoulders. Been there, and I can’t think of a more perfect metaphor. This poem is full of images and feelings that weave together, creating clear images of the senses. Exceptional!
Thanks, Sharon!
Great poem! I hope there's a continuation of it in the future.
I have no words to describe, "how do YOU find the words" to write what you do. Brilliant!
Every phrase is a poem.
Thank you, Gerard!
Despair, heavy as wet wool on her shoulders. Been there, and I can’t think of a more perfect metaphor. This poem is full of images and feelings that weave together, creating clear images of the senses. Exceptional!
Thanks, Sharon!
Great poem! I hope there's a continuation of it in the future.