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Wakan Tanka Waits For Me

Taking the mother road east Seemed like a rewind trip Into the dreams of west bound Men and ladies who left Chi Town for Santa Monica; they Sought the sunny shore to rest. Sunset at our back door down Somewhere in Arizona The passenger trains replaced By cargo trailers never to stop At wide clips of towns built only For fuel or Indian trinkets. In the distance a tee pee Settled between branches of Mesquite or salt cedar…

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The Moment a Heartbeat Shifts Trice

[aesop_image imgwidth=”850px” img=”https://wordsmithholler.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/3054775751_411ebc3ea7_o.jpg” credit=”Michael S. Sommermeyer” align=”left” lightbox=”on” captionposition=”left” revealfx=”off”] Snow dusting the crest of Mount Tom, Patches of orange and brown balm, Cold air smell of jet metal-cased gneiss, The moment a heartbeat shifts trice. Clouds roll over the summit peak, Dark anger of winter mystique, A chill of slushy snow and ice, The moment a heartbeat shifts trice. Skew angle of silvery rock, Makes way for a white aftershock, Of wind breath’s plunging sacrifice, The moment a…

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Limericks for my Leprechauns

My mother’s family was from Ireland. Although I think she would have a cringed a bit at these limericks. Isn’t a Limerick supposed to be bad?     Limericks For My Girl From Texas There once was a girl from Texas Who often spoke fondly of her exes, Tall ones and short ones Cowboys and oil barons Too bad they can’t all buy her a Lexus. ## Mule Days I spied an old mule in a…

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A Kenning Ramble

Deadline horror Original thinker Metaphor drifter Word shaper Keyboard charmer Alphabet wrangler Paragraph plodder Plot maker Scene creator Tension builder Page burner On the path to becoming an author. Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment? Other Writings You May Like A Day of Rest Use a Facebook Author Page to Create a Strong Book Launch Kenning’s Vitamins The Document is Incomplete

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