Here are some poems that the land wrote.
The land reads them, too.
Even the sun reads them.
It helps with the writing as well.
It is best to consider reading and writing as the same act.
They happen simultaneously.
You have the capacity to read along.
You could call it a map, if you like, for a voyage.
Now for a novel.
Excellent photos!!! Lets see if I can add some words to it:
The land is cold
And cloaked in frost,
The fields are frozen
White and barren,
But it has a warmth
That none possess:
Thy ethereal dreams!
For its eternal gleam,
Lights the coldest nights
And shines ever so bright,
Brighter than the sun!
Illuming this ivory island,
Poseidon’s pearl in the
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Thanks for the poem! It’s always a good day when a new poem lifts its wings.
Thanks! Your blog is a delight, and I am very grateful for your efforts.
It’s great to share. Thanks for being here.