Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Just the upper torso of dunes waving back to us where we walk all hymn: the sea, 7ish, and ourselves the sun; going slow echoes of sea birds tunnelling above the sea always near home.
0
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 9:19 AM UTC
There abouts
Just the upper torso of dunes waving back to us where we walk all hymn: the sea, 7ish, and ourselves the sun; going slow echoes of sea birds tunnelling above the sea always near home.
Renemutume
Written by
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 9:19 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem