day 13(74) (Remove filter)
The Last Breath Of Evening
The Last Breath Of Evening
The sky is bruised purple at the last breath of evening
The air stilled from violent storms before the last breath of evening
From the new sunrise and the slow burn of a waking day
Stretching ahead in unknown pleasures to the last breath of evening
A day of honest work and muscles that ache
With the strain of reaching the last breath of e...
Saturday 13th June 2020 2:42 pm
Recent Comments
John Coopey on A SONG OF PATRIOTIC PREJUDICE
27 minutes ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on A SONG OF PATRIOTIC PREJUDICE
47 minutes ago
John Coopey on A SONG OF PATRIOTIC PREJUDICE
57 minutes ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on A SONG OF PATRIOTIC PREJUDICE
1 hour ago
Rolph David on Climate Emergency!
1 hour ago
Rolph David on A SPORTING ENCOUNTER
1 hour ago
Rolph David on A SONG OF PATRIOTIC PREJUDICE
1 hour ago
Rolph David on The Stage of Deceit
1 hour ago
Kevin Vose on Moustachioed man
2 hours ago
Larisa Rzhepishevska on God Сreated A Man For Happiness
2 hours ago