Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

myopia (Remove filter)

Grassland

hinterlands intact,

forests not a hell,

grass not wheat,

soft cold rain fell

 

heavens doing what

open clear skies do,

pilgrims of sunlight,

days honestly new

 

no forever anymore,

now the foe is time,

some end's in sight,

verses don't rhyme

 

tarnished the sward,

ox-skulls bleaching,

toll paid for a blind,

low, over-reaching

 

truths die...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(2)

forestgrasslandmyopianaturerainskullstimetruths

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message