Copyright Mark Schutter ©2016
Thank you to Christy at Poetic Parfait for inviting me on the Creative Process Blog Tour. It seems…
Hot sand clings to my face A scorching wind blows unceasingly As dry as this forgotten land Dusty…
“ð‘ºð’ð’Žð’†ð’•ð’Šð’Žð’†ð’” ð’šð’ð’– ð’ð’†ð’†ð’… ð’•ð’ ð’ˆð’†ð’• ð‘³ð‘¶ð‘ºð‘»… ð’„ð’‚ð’–ð’”ð’† ð’Šð’•’ð’” ð’•ð’‰ð’† ð’ƒð’†ð’”ð’• ð’˜ð’‚ð’š ð’•ð’ ð’…ð’Šð’”ð’„ð’ð’—ð’†ð’“ ð’šð’ð’–ð’“ð’”ð’†ð’ð’‡ ð’‚ð’ˆð’‚ð’Šð’.” I reckon it…
disillusion comes easily abandoned but preserving a lone voice that speaks the truth crying in the wilderness echos…
In myself, I have no right to ask As I tentatively crawl to Your throne In myself, I…
As every culture and region has its own particular versions of Santa Claus and the details surrounding this…
