thunder rolls down deep
boiling sky vapors
a gift for drought
right before my eyes
tempest overheard
sky light of reflected suns
layers melt upon layers
caught but nothing in return
And Thunder Rolls
thunder rolls down deep
boiling sky vapors
a gift for drought
right before my eyes
tempest overheard
sky light of reflected suns
layers melt upon layers
caught but nothing in return
A land of ineptitude.
Love of the Word
Handmade Watercolors | Nature Art | Fine Woodworking | Northwest Arkansas
Book reviews, author interviews, and literary news.
of the Pacific Northwest: Interactions with the wild things--Live life outdoors!
Thanks Susie for visiting ~ glad you enjoyed it!
LikeLike
Great photos…I love “sky light of reflected suns”
LikeLike