All Over the Map: My name is Troosha...and I AM a poet!

Friday, July 4, 2008

My name is Troosha...and I AM a poet!

Morning The thumbs of mist and haze rub the morning light into day The sunrise like a flock of birds on fire kisses each eyelid stirs the tidal pools of the fear we rage against We slip and merge into seas of tranquility The banshee moan of the roaring winds of daybreak resonates through the fine... Sign in to see full entry.

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