Oct6 a glimpse of your face in a fading photograph— first frost of autumn Peony Jul21 Like a peony my granddaughter’s face lights up in the morning sun. Ruckus Feb2 Crow on the fencepost, why do you raise a ruckus when you see my face? Fissures Oct13 taking off my glove to trace the little fissures time makes in your face Song Jul9 lifting up my face to let the falling water fill my mouth with song Sun Jul7 summer sun— blind beggar woman lifts her face Farmer Apr30 a Kansas farmer— on his weather-beaten face furrows fill with tears Mirror Mar3 from the mirror God peering back at Abraham a familiar face Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Peony Jul21 Like a peony my granddaughter’s face lights up in the morning sun. Ruckus Feb2 Crow on the fencepost, why do you raise a ruckus when you see my face? Fissures Oct13 taking off my glove to trace the little fissures time makes in your face Song Jul9 lifting up my face to let the falling water fill my mouth with song Sun Jul7 summer sun— blind beggar woman lifts her face Farmer Apr30 a Kansas farmer— on his weather-beaten face furrows fill with tears Mirror Mar3 from the mirror God peering back at Abraham a familiar face Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Ruckus Feb2 Crow on the fencepost, why do you raise a ruckus when you see my face? Fissures Oct13 taking off my glove to trace the little fissures time makes in your face Song Jul9 lifting up my face to let the falling water fill my mouth with song Sun Jul7 summer sun— blind beggar woman lifts her face Farmer Apr30 a Kansas farmer— on his weather-beaten face furrows fill with tears Mirror Mar3 from the mirror God peering back at Abraham a familiar face Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Fissures Oct13 taking off my glove to trace the little fissures time makes in your face Song Jul9 lifting up my face to let the falling water fill my mouth with song Sun Jul7 summer sun— blind beggar woman lifts her face Farmer Apr30 a Kansas farmer— on his weather-beaten face furrows fill with tears Mirror Mar3 from the mirror God peering back at Abraham a familiar face Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Song Jul9 lifting up my face to let the falling water fill my mouth with song Sun Jul7 summer sun— blind beggar woman lifts her face Farmer Apr30 a Kansas farmer— on his weather-beaten face furrows fill with tears Mirror Mar3 from the mirror God peering back at Abraham a familiar face Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Sun Jul7 summer sun— blind beggar woman lifts her face Farmer Apr30 a Kansas farmer— on his weather-beaten face furrows fill with tears Mirror Mar3 from the mirror God peering back at Abraham a familiar face Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Farmer Apr30 a Kansas farmer— on his weather-beaten face furrows fill with tears Mirror Mar3 from the mirror God peering back at Abraham a familiar face Post navigation ← Older posts
Mirror Mar3 from the mirror God peering back at Abraham a familiar face Post navigation ← Older posts