TweakUniqueNov 20, 20141 min readHuntress (poem)A dark elusive clandestine destinyThe sculpted statuette of whittled ebonyOne piercing arrow that she drew…Punctured the throat of little LewBuried in the ashes of Len’s slayA singed shiny arrowhead lay
A dark elusive clandestine destinyThe sculpted statuette of whittled ebonyOne piercing arrow that she drew…Punctured the throat of little LewBuried in the ashes of Len’s slayA singed shiny arrowhead lay
Too many to choose, of which I want to choose allIt's been a while since I posted a poem. So much irritation subdued in frustration. The creative bell rings less often when these distractions soften the blows to vibration and stifled timing. Here I