Invading

Invading Schemed, Their banners lean. Glint of moonlight Colors spears a pale white Bobbing to This quiet tune. Flags are stained red, An approaching dread Creeps on through, Below view. Thrown The gauntlet down. Cold Arrowheads of ice. Painted herbs and spice Black below their eyes, Peering nerves unwracked, Through stone wall cracks. The scentContinue reading “Invading”

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Baker’s Hot Sauce

Baker’s Hot Sauce On main street stands a mercantile Shop seen ran with exotic styles He ignores the roller and flour No dough to factor his power No this baker made things spicy Even if peppers were more pricey It was worth every penny he spent It was worth being short on rent He knowsContinue reading “Baker’s Hot Sauce”

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