Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Friday, March 25, 2016

Spring showers



Sousing spring showers
Muddied with colored wildness
Vivid tinge of play



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