Crossing the Rubicon
gnarled knees of bark moan softly through the voice of autumn’s breeze tremored silhouettes hold silence mimicking rippled frequencies tugging …
gnarled knees of bark moan softly through the voice of autumn’s breeze tremored silhouettes hold silence mimicking rippled frequencies tugging …
Forlorn, the creaks that sounded in the night, across the stillness of the ocean’s voice in protestation of Poseidon’s mood, …