Puget Sound
Deep in the Sound
unseen by human eyes
the octopus does his kaleidoscopic dance
In response
she blows a cloud of black ink
and departs
Puget Sound
Deep in the Sound
unseen by human eyes
the octopus does his kaleidoscopic dance
In response
she blows a cloud of black ink
and departs
WordSlinger commented on Puget Sound
11-28-2009
11/28/2009
SavVySam commented on Puget Sound
11-16-2009
11/16/2009
Chaos128 commented on Puget Sound
10-03-2009
Lolee commented on Puget Sound
10-01-2009
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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