Carpe Diem Tan Renga – WabiSabi’s ”old beacon”
old beacon hailing all strangers – mind the land (WabiSabi) a shining albatross turns back to sea again (Björn) — Linked to Carpe Diem — November 19, 2013
old beacon hailing all strangers – mind the land (WabiSabi) a shining albatross turns back to sea again (Björn) — Linked to Carpe Diem — November 19, 2013
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
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Father Peter crossed the churchyard on the overgrown path. Above the hunting clouds partly shadowed a full moon, casting moving shadows on the old iron crosses of the old cholera […]
tickling ivories scintillating music sound filling the inner soul (Carol) smells of rose and sandalwood remind me of your voice (Björn) Linked to Carpe Diem — November 18, […]
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