My Poetry and Prose Blogology
Rivers Don’t Flow Straight
“rivers don’t flow straight
shaped by curls of daunting earth
challenges spread life”
“rivers don’t flow straight
shaped by curls of daunting earth
challenges spread life”
“hope yearns to embrace your plight”
“I bled crimson mist
when my heart spun to ruby…”
“we are echoes of God’s gift
dwelling inside natural temples”
“bound in icy nights
I feel weights of heaping snow…”