by Phil Todd | Sep 25, 2026 | poem of the month
The Guayabo Falls in Cuba 2014 which inspired this Poem (One of my favorites from my archive) Take me to the waterfall So I can see it cry Weeping for each moment That quickly passes by Flowing over pebbles And running through the glades With oxygenating bubbles And...
by Phil Todd | Oct 25, 2023 | poem of the month
Washed Sand Who am I that stain the sand Whose every footprint mark this land For as my breath invites the day In idle thoughts I drift away I gaze behind to see my path As in real time the sea it laps But when at last in full retreat I search to find my footprints...
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