OLWG · writing

OLWG#129- Three Short Poems

This  was written for OLWG#129


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


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


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!

6 thoughts on “OLWG#129- Three Short Poems

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.