Nature PoemA Poem by Phil R Jacobsen
The hawk circles it's prey
In the desert, in the distance. A warm breeze catches the wing And he opts for a light salad instead Balsamic Vinaigrette on the side, Thank you.
© 2011 Phil R Jacobsen |
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Phil R JacobsenSan Francisco, CAAboutI'm a short story writer. Even though I think there's nothing more pompous than saying you're a writer. "My views on life are so important that I must write them down in fictional interpretations and.. more..Writing
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