There are no encores. This is all there is.
Beneath the waves, a vibrant world unseen, Where sunlight dances, casting golden sheen. A kaleidoscope of colors, alive and free,
By David Tucker11 months ago in Poets
In the vast expanse, where oceans meet sky, Glides a gentle giant, with wings that defy. Manta ray, majestic, a sight to behold,
In a world once vibrant, now shadows cast, The Earth, in peril, as our actions amassed. Climate's embrace, once gentle and serene,
