Tag: destruction

• Poetic Bloomings Goes All Stormy

  That Gored Sky where was the face of heaven when that wind stormed and stumbled about – a wounded bull that gored the sky. where was the face of heaven when music’s wind was a fierce horn, when it reared up in rage and proclaimed itself reborn while the masses threw down hope. there, where…

  Misky

  Oct 10, 2016

  Poetic Bloomings

  destruction, nature, storms