At times 03 Sunday Apr 2016 Posted by feralpoet in adventure, becoming, change, courage, crafting, devotion, discomfort, learning, movement, mystery, poems, poetry, presence, the road, transition ≈ Comments Off on At times At times, things are like fumble fumble duck slip roll bump skid drop diiiiiive ta-dah! Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading...
Salt, Smoke, Water and Stone 