Huntress (poem)
A dark elusive clandestine destiny
The sculpted statuette of whittled ebony
One piercing arrow that she drew…
Punctured the throat of little Lew
Buried in the ashes of Len’s slay
A singed shiny arrowhead lay
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See 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
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