Winter Requiem Mar4 Shrouded ghosts of winter past click bony fingers made of glass, scratch the skin of spring to come, moan a winter requiem. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
Bony Fingers Oct15 Bony fingers rake the sky, Piling clouds that crisply dry above while sculpture starts to drool, captured in inverted pool. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...