


Day 10, posting a day behind for the 451 Press Poets writing challenge. Yesterday’s prompt was “Let’s Welcome…

dusty rain falls onto blazing fires heavy smoke bleeds over the dusk muted moonlight streams cast dark shadows…

There are things that gnaw at a man worse than dying. ~Charley Waite, Open Range We come to…
the autumn chill speaks of a coming death arise and awake time to harvest and hope for needed…
Tomorrow is the day, show your support!