It’s on the tip of my tongue, And then it’s gone I was just dreaming about something… A place beyond words Eternal landscape’s splendor suffusing every sense,
By Hailey Frogley 3 years ago in Poets
Conversations with the wind, liberated breath on skin every time I breathe in, I am coming home I used to feel so very small
By Hailey Frogley 4 years ago in Poets
Oh my soul, how to describe you in a color? How to capture you in an array of words, when you are the fountain from which words form!
By Hailey Frogley 5 years ago in Poets
