Strutting his Stuff
There he is strutting his stuff Looking so confident tonight Take a second and have a thought of what’s going Continue reading
There he is strutting his stuff Looking so confident tonight Take a second and have a thought of what’s going Continue reading
He gingerly lifted his shirt to examine the gunshot wound that he knew was bad. He’d found a disused service Continue reading
Feeling faint at the thought of the bell tower Crawling up that ladder Across the plank that probably has wood Continue reading
An out of work actor (let’s call him Harold Strump) looking for a job A shadowy benefactor with more money Continue reading
If I sit still I can hear the reeds whispering Craving tranquility rather than silence I could stay here all Continue reading
Peek out the window to the dirty streets below. Or look up for unexpected beauty. https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/peek/
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The world of literary magazines and submitting poems remains a mystery to me. Someone once told me that it’s not Continue reading