Poem #167 (Evergreens)

Image result for northwest forest
Wikimedia Commons

 

The blush of the wind, rushing softly

through the evergreens. I feel

the heat of the sun, and prick of the

pine needles underfoot. The skin

peels back like aged bark. A bear

is eating somewhere, I sit listening

to the hushing whispers of the

trees overhead.


 

Thank you for reading my work! 

-Alina

Happy Anniversary to My BLOG!

Wow! It has been a full year since I first put together this blog. It has been a journey!

I have had to work out kinks and spend endless hours making my blog what it is today.

I want to thank all of my dedicated followers that have stuck with me and continue to take time out of their day to visit. I appreciate your time and attention, thank you thank you thank you!

I look forward to the next year of blogging and I can only say that it gets more interesting the more I get into it.

I am hoping to have a few book reviews done soon since I am getting near the tail-end of the semester. I am excited to be finally graduating from college and the more time I will have to write!

Thank you!

-Alina