By michaudblaine - About Me - E-mail this page - Add to My Favorites - Add to Blog List - See other blogs in Poetry
posted by michaudblaine at 9:52 PM | add or view comments (0) | leave calling card | link to this | view only this entry
Poems come to me all the time. It may be started as I notice the leaves scuttering down the street on a cold fall day or something else much deeper
Previous: March and the Wind - New Entries - Next: Alone at night I ponder
Headlines (What is this?)