I'm not exactly sure what this poem is about, but it's got a moon and wolves and all kinds of fun stuff. \ (•◡•) /
I keep telling people I'm a novelist. I absolutely am. I swear. But the nautilus shell was just so pretty!
Everyone has run from something. Everyone has run toward something. Whether we go forward or backward, one thing is for certain...there's a poem for that.
Welcome to summer! There's nothing quite like the smell of freshly cut grass or dewy dirt. I've got a poem for that!
It's poem day once again, and I've brought some good, ole-fashioned romance to the poetry scene. This is one of my favorites yet!