The wind howled
and banged against closed doors and windows.
Freed of the confines of silence
That hangs like a heavy shroud over the sea,
It longed for the company of the humans,
Of life that lived
and throbbed with its own intensity
Within glass and concrete.
Alas, the humans only saw threat and fear
And kept the doors and windows barred shut!
#cycloneBulbul2019
this & that
Random views and musings with a sprinkling of idiocy
Life, the universe and everything, Britta-style
by Britta Benson
Photographer & Travelogue Writer
the magic begins the moment you start being yourself
Not only fiction - an avid non-fiction reader too.
random thoughts
... a beautiful life
Tripping the world, slowly
A blog to inspire the insecure writer in all of us
Explore.Create.Inspire.Learn.Laugh.Live
suffering sappho!!!
Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.
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