Day 14#
#napowrimo #napomo #amwriting
I live high on top of an Ozark ridge
Where the dawn in oranges & reds melt into pinks & blues
Where forested trees lace black shadows over cool spring waters
Where spirit touches the sky
Sunrise dawns
Day 14#
#napowrimo #napomo #amwriting
I live high on top of an Ozark ridge
Where the dawn in oranges & reds melt into pinks & blues
Where forested trees lace black shadows over cool spring waters
Where spirit touches the sky
Sunrise dawns
Observations from the Garden
A selfish poet
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
Places - Nature - Photography