Drought 6 Replies Dry leaves hang On waiting trees. The dead litter The cracked ground. Our bitter Harvest of drought. Share this: Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like Loading... Related
V.M.Sang August 16, 2022 at 5:17 pm A wonderful picture of drought suffering trees and plants. Reply ↓
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K Morris Poet Post authorAugust 18, 2022 at 6:45 am Thank you for sharing my poem, Michael. Kevin Reply ↓
K Morris Poet Post authorAugust 18, 2022 at 6:46 am Thank you, Robbie. I’m delighted you like it. Kevin Reply ↓
A wonderful picture of drought suffering trees and plants.
Thank you, Vivienne.
Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
Thank you for sharing my poem, Michael. Kevin
Excellent poem, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie. I’m delighted you like it. Kevin