strangler
In Strangler's Wood - tanka version At a dead man’s throat lies the rain drenched woolen scarf that stifled his screams. Cold Winds howl through decayed trees - witnesses in the shadows.
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Samurai Jack Meditation
Unspoken Words I often scribble in the sand The words I find so hard to say And hope the wind will come along And blow them all your way. --------------------------------------- Contest: Simply Beautiful Sponsor: Kelly Deschler Placing: 2nd (April 2015) Contest: Five Lines or Less Sponsor: Black Eyed Susan Placing: 2nd (April 2014)