FRIGHTENED
FRIGHTENED It’s nine in the morning. I don’t recall the year. Sometime seventies? Maybe eighties? Matters not the year. What matters is the fear! I came a visitor, Traveling past … Continue reading FRIGHTENED
Day: August 30, 2012
WHITE PONIES AGAINST THE BLUE
White ponies, Painted against the blue, Hooves lost in fading mists, Who knew that ponies flew? Dashing, prancing Against a pale hue Manes twisting, misting Who knew that ponies … Continue reading WHITE PONIES AGAINST THE BLUE
