My Poetry and Prose Blogology
Deserts of Our Hearts
“…who can we turn to now
to find our calmer sanctuaries
of tranquil deliverance and hope”
Photos Courtesy of Carma Evans
“future haunts my mind
old squawks in rusting machines…”
“alternates grasp fake
while truth adapts to green growth”
“…who can we turn to now
to find our calmer sanctuaries
of tranquil deliverance and hope”
Photos Courtesy of Carma Evans