peeking out
the storm’s force and fury
remains in the tilted horizon
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
peeking out
the storm’s force and fury
remains in the tilted horizon
A very nice poem. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks Henrietta. _/\_
You are welcome!
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The diagonal branch above the house is the perfect touch — it neatly parallels the lean of the house, and emphasizes it.
Shelter. There are two–shelter and landscape. 🙂
Lovely composition and poem.