endless waves
pounding on the beach
washing the sand
seen from Canada

seen from Russia

seen from Canada
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Martinique

seen from Sweden
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Canada

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands

seen from Bosnia & Herzegovina
endless waves
pounding on the beach
washing the sand
4/12/25
spring frown
my husband and I
are staying asinine
A found poem from:
Stoker, Bram. Dracula, Wordsworth Editions Limited, 1993. P.193.
3lines
Awake and ready to take on the world.
My world.
Not the whole damn thing!
月溢(あふ)る 匂ひしじまに ひとり覚(さ)む[山乃鯨]
1. a twining togetherness in tapestry essences connected 2. the dark divide the things never behind me encompassing 3. the ultimate ledger cataloguing all debts and debtors keeping balance 4. humanity dancing moments erratic or harmonious world in motion
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arcadian gypsy
Isolophilia, her refuge
orphic musings rise
Lonesomeness is all, in a sense..midnight eyes and intelligence.
s.s.