Photos, PoemsPrimeval Little Moose Mountain, Greenville, Maine, September 2019 No trace left behind As footworn path slips away Forest echoes past Thank You For Sharing!Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
So glad to see you posting again, Will. I’ve always enjoyed your poetry. Your words are always chosen and crafted so well. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
Thank you, John. I spent my hiatus from writing catching up on chores and other things I let slip while writing my novel. I kept an eye on the WP Reader though so I didn’t miss other folks’ posts. It does feel good to craft a poem again though 🙂 LikeLike Reply
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So glad to see you posting again, Will. I’ve always enjoyed your poetry. Your words are always chosen and crafted so well.
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Thank you, John. I spent my hiatus from writing catching up on chores and other things I let slip while writing my novel. I kept an eye on the WP Reader though so I didn’t miss other folks’ posts. It does feel good to craft a poem again though 🙂
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And the soul rejoices. Another beautiful post Will.🙏❤️
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Thank you, Mr. Mel!
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