A conveyor belt of clouds
rides across the Rockies
painting her ridges white.
~bw
undercaws
A conveyor belt of clouds
rides across the Rockies
painting her ridges white.
~bw
Adventures in Poetry and Writing
brenda warren
Reclaiming my inner badass at 50
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poetry by nicolas ryan brown.
Writing for Wholeness
Waiting on Words
A Feminist Literary Collective (& outlaw poets swearing)
"What a strange bundle of consistent inconsistencies we all are." Mary Ronan
The weather and the light are just different out here...and sometimes you have to find the words for things.
My poetry is my religion.
Sunshine on Razor Wire: perspectives from "inside"
Be inspired...Be creative...Be peace...Be
a weekly flash fiction prompt inspired by google maps
Observations from the loose nut behind the wheel.
spiritual enlightenment and self improvement
In real life.....
undercaws 
how beautiful!! both the poem and the picture. How I miss my home state ❤ glad you can enjoy and write about it for me!
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I know I’ve told you probably a hundred times, I love Montana…those clouds welcomed me each time I was there. Love the photo…
Elizabeth
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Beautiful imagery with a wonderful photo! Homage to your Montana!
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