Far away from the seas,
A heavy river of wind pushes the leaves in the trees.
I close my eyes and,
It sounds like a full and deep ocean is skimming the top of the skies.
What’s the story here? What do you think? I think she sounds a bit lonely.
Splashing in the gutter,
Making the grey reflection,
Just a small poem, small happenings, hope it brings a smile 😊