A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
| We send our young away to war across the sea to distant shore and test their mettle to the core with great concern. Our children lose their innocence when evil characters commence subverting moral precedents with brutal deeds. They put their lives in jeopardy, ignoring bloody savagery. We recognize their bravery with grand parades. Notes on the Ovi form of poetry ▶︎ |