Day 352 Bridge Work
old skills
A journey into the cloud…
old skills
the poem in another setting
reset
but I saw them!
Energy Corporations warmed their pockets and now the people freeze.
a hope for a gentle snow
a recipe for you
warmth returns to cold, sans snow.
of our responsibility
they paddled away
US to England
views of my world
of of spring
from the Pacific Northwest
a sound, a sprout
after lunch