Tangent: 5th posting last poem for today, which poem do you like the best?
Tangent Every Mountain I ever knew pointed directing me to sky, away from the total sum of water and Earth. Some would say, "Catch a cloud, they circle back in intervals whenever fog mistakes snow for sheep:" The mountains run together in herds. Stairs step for climbers who flock to big hills: Flock... Sign in to see full entry.