Poem - 03 November 2018, 14:54 Difference Trinidad Catalan Now is different The wind is raw, restless, peripheral, like a fly, a bomb, surfacing, inundating the forest with its penetrating gaze servile as the squire WAS and his Medieval chants.  Like 0 Pin it 0 Support CosmoFunnel.com You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal. Views: 637 Rating: Total votes: 0 Poetry Genre: Epic