haiku 2.25.17 ravenfeathers poetry February 25, 2017February 25, 2017 0 Minutes rainstorms exhale clouds that roll over mountains like smoke from wet lips. Share this:Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Published by ravenfeathers aesthete. atheist. beast charmer. gardener. nerd. poet. View all posts by ravenfeathers Published February 25, 2017February 25, 2017
