The title says it all!
via **New Release** The Clay in the Potter’s Hands: Southern Poetry by Jen Lowry
The morning air smells fresh and clean after The midnight rain The wind blows through my hair As the chimes ring out their sweet refrain. On my steps I sit in contemplation As the gentle breeze kicks up a burst of inspiration Bringing back the remnants of my story that remain In the innermost recesses … Read more
Darkness falls as the sun sinks behind the clouds Birds fall silent as they tuck their heads beneath their wings The Earth is covered in shadow as the stars glide soundlessly across the sky The moon follows in close proximity, covering the world in a nightly glow Itâ€™s time to drift into the world of … Read more