She shall wear the wicker crown
Seated on a woodland throne
In a place where she’s alone
In a place where up is down.
And from that place her gaze goes out
To shape the waking sleeping world
To make the shape of things …
Wow was für ein sound - !!! Repost !!!
this made me get up off my seat and start doing the quirky q…
Great poetry. OG Raps right there.
What a susprising find...you have created a whole new genre …