A little poem for day 6 of 451 Press Poets new beginnings writing challenge for January inspired by the prompt ‘Here and Now’.
My own unique poetry take on the song Heat Miser from the classic show ‘The Year Without a…
Late in the night the only light, shines from the forsaken Christmas tree. Each forgotten little sparkling white…
And in the same region there were shepherds out in the field, keeping watch over their flock by…
reaching out, desperate surrounded but feeling left out again alone and cold into the shadows begins the drift…
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For my love, my lady, my Carri Darlin’ Happy Valentines Day!
