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OLWG#129- Three Short Poems

This  was written for OLWG#129



I.

The moon held water – Beth held tight to Chief’s mane and galloped through the night.

II.

The white canes drummed, jarring – sharp, as the vermin chased the farmer’s wife.

III.

Life is temporal – not forever, so lock in tight and scream with joy.

 


The prompts were:

  1. racing the moon
  2. the tapping of a blind man’s cane
  3. locked in tight

I believe I got all three!