
Released by the Eccentrics
No boxes, no borders, no walls Free spirit flowing in the breeze Like the curtains at an open window You … Continue reading Released by the Eccentrics
No boxes, no borders, no walls Free spirit flowing in the breeze Like the curtains at an open window You … Continue reading Released by the Eccentrics
The wind is raspy Wailing a parched lament It scratches my winter coat Filing the rough patches Dry skin from … Continue reading I’m Cold
Like haybales, the drums of toxicity lay in the fields surrounding the pollution towers of electricity, protesting. The sky hung … Continue reading Powered by Nature
The canvas and the wind play a game of tug-o-war Storm straps and nets strain to break free Ropes and … Continue reading Wind Whipped