Its high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin… an erratic…
Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’s Poetic Diversity Project prompt for her Masters class. For March…
A window to an equine dream!
They buried me deep to prohibit the evil from returning. Long held superstitious beliefs still ruled the minds…
#HopeLives #JustBelieve #LoveChangesPeople
