“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Showing posts with label terraqueous. Show all posts
Showing posts with label terraqueous. Show all posts
Saturday, October 1, 2016
Water worlds for (Haiku)
terraqueous bliss
bonded biochemical
witness change in THIS
Painting by Ernst Josephson [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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