Swarms Childe

lief the lone bee sow

nothing to gather an a

solitario

river wide sole forth&

adrift in yore hand arock

a moss tender nest

a freedom aknee

the kist of the centuries

a member itself

Published by ayaladn

Enter your comment here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Email (required) (Address never made public)

Name (required)

Website

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: