a tanka 12.01.19 Posted on January 13, 2019January 13, 2019Categories Poetry from my rolling cabin I see wings surf the wind signs of life in a domain of grey before the sun : ©️2019 Ontheland Share this:PrintEmailTweetMoreLike this:Like Loading...
Those free wings… I always wonder what other animals think of us… no our pets, but the wild ones. At least the sun is out for the moment. But last week the days seemed to be different shades of grey. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Fabulous 🥀😎
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Thank you, Dorna
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Those free wings… I always wonder what other animals think of us… no our pets, but the wild ones.
At least the sun is out for the moment. But last week the days seemed to be different shades of grey.
LikeLiked by 1 person