"…thunder through the splintered streets…"
Mood: Scrumtrelescent Weather: Silver-gray clouds roll over the crashing Sea… Reading: District & Circle: Poems, by Seamus Heaney Listening To: My Moon My Man, by Lesli Feist Today is a good day… …I arose in the morning hours with an urge for going. Autumn`s chill has long since chased the Summer to the South in … Continue reading "…thunder through the splintered streets…"
A Place To Stand 