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tiny lanterns-
burning bright
in darkest watches
of the night
like elvish sprites-
come beckoning
although never-
truly reckoning
of children filled-
with summer rapture
intent upon-
a quest to capture
venting to-
the purpling skies
their excited-
and delighted cries
of fireflies!!,fireflies!!!

Copyright © Rob Metcalf | Year Posted 2011

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A Stone in the Cold part 6 - runner up

(my part six entry into the crown sonnet started by Debs)

Ahead the bear in sudden motion stands.
I want to turn and run, but this is not
my way;  I grasp my knife in trembling hands.
This fight will be like none I’ve ever fought!

The beast is greatly wounded; I can tell
by how he weaves, and I must take his life!
His neck I’ll strike. I breathe in; then exhale. . .
With all my might, I lunge out with my knife.

My free wrist he has clawed, but I am good!
Again and then again, I thrust and thrust.
Blood gushes from him as I knew it would.
I willed his death, for in myself I trust.

His warmth I’ll take by scraping fur from skin.
I bow before the bear to honor him.

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014

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The Rolling Seas

When the time arrives for me to depart
from the sunlit harbors of the living.
Take me aboard a navy fighting ship
and carry me back again to the sea.

Order the boatswain to construct a skid
made of wood and painted with fresh white paint.
Build it to hold a gray weighted coffin
draped by Old Glory with her stars and stripes.

Cruise the coast of my beloved home Whidbey
until full abreast with Ebey’s Landing.
Muster the funeral party astern
Play taps and slide me into the blue drink.   

Let the storm-flecked waves of the rolling sea
take this old sailor to his final peace.

Copyright © Gary Jones | Year Posted 2007

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The Hunt

The moon plays at being the midnight sun
with abandon he struts across the sky
in such majesty it catches my eye
I bow in obeisance, my heart is won

Behind him come plunderous clouds of white
riders on horses with dust in their wake
racing steeds on a quest to overtake
the renegade moon in his selfish plight

Closing in for capture they poise their net
as the stars watch their proud King's demise
the clouds press on eager to seize the prize
and use the moon's light to their own benefit

The final bugle sounds, in hues of gold
The sun peeks up to watch it all unfold

Copyright © Erica Lewis | Year Posted 2009

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Aquamarine Alchemy

As the men of the great sea carry me
Assuring them of safe travel on water
Courage and serenity are given free
Am restless anxiety adjuster

Feel so soft smooth as nestled in pocket
Look deeply into my pale blue colors
Ye men of wide sea who wear bluejacket
Those who my purpose are sure acceptors

How my healing powers strength your heart
Throat, spleen, immune system, mouth, ears, breating
Offering protection for journey chart
Constantly in your pocket safely abiding

Mental, emotional, physical
Aquamarine polished smooth possible alchemy

Written for Stoned Contest
Sponsor: Catie Lindsey
Contest had closed when posted

Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2011

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Evening Swim

The night emits a citronella scent
   From tiki torches topped with living flame;
I swim in circles -- softly speak your name --
   While starlight washes over us, content.

Cicadas still sing secrets to the trees
   Like Summer's heartbeat throbbing in the dark --
While on a new adventure we embark,
   Sped onward by a silent, gentle breeze.

Your kisses ripple slowly down my spine --
   Your touch is strong and steady, like the tide --
Warm bodies wrapped in motion dip and glide --
   You turn the turbid sea to fragrant wine.

The rising moon gives witness to my cries;
Tonight I drown within your ocean eyes.

Copyright © M. Teresa Blaylock | Year Posted 2006

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meeting Van Gogh

Meeting Van Gogh…sonnet 
the wheat-field, blond as a Volga German milk maid, heat 
intense and in the shade of a demanding olive tree I saw 
 grumpy Van Gogh, glaring at me intruding on his painting.
“Sorry for the scooter it is electric blue and doesn’t fit in, 
pretend it is a donkey free of its leather harness.” 
The vines, deep green leaves and fertile soil, soon there
would be grapes, mostly dark cerulean, an army of wine 
to come tempting souls into surrender… liquid pleasures;
 and the narrow road snakes amongst fields like a black
mamba hunting grey rabbits in the meadow. 
I have the afternoon sun in my eyes, a cooling breeze
on my back; and then I drive off the road fall amongst
thistle and thorns and the spell is broken, look around
but only Van Gogh witnessed my disgrace. 

Copyright © jan oskar hansen | Year Posted 2012

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Forested Serenity- Sonnet 1

Forested Serenity- Sonnet 1
Deep in the dark woods a campfire glows,
overhead moon and stars race in shows.
Owl hoots out its short mating call,
Nature's glory and its beauty thrills all.

Woodsman enjoying his solitary retreat,
fire burning, his dog resting at his feet.
Just approaching midnight- the quiet hour,
light rain tinkles down in a cool shower.

Far away a panther lets loose angry call,
just announced its great power is all.
Overhead the owl flies out to get a meal,
so silently deadly, so easily makes a kill.

Woodsman muses, "Ain't this the life."
Me this damn happy, even without a wife!

Robert J. Lindley
November 18, 1977

Note- An old sonnet from my stored
private writes.So very long ago but I 
can still remember the late night whiskey
drinking when writing this one! 
This sprang from my reading Emerson 
and Poe that night(from old footnote).
Strange that it was not a dark poem! 
Perhaps Emerson won out.

Now is this poem(SHOWN BELOW) better after I edited to meet proper sonnet syllable count?
I think it is not myself. Which is why I often ignore the ten syllable count in my

Forested Serenity- Sonnet 1-  (edited version to meet the ten syllable count)

Deep in the dark woods a campfire glowing,
overhead moon and stars race on showing.
Owl now hooting out its short mating call,
Nature's glory and its beauty thrills all.

Enjoying this solitary retreat,
fire burning,dog resting at his feet.
Just approaching midnight- the quiet hour,
light rain tinkles down in a cool shower.

Far away panther lets loose angry call,
just announcing its great power is all.
Overhead owl flies out to get a meal,
silent, deadly so easily makes a kill.

Woodsman muses, "Ain't this the greatest life."
Me this happy, even without a wife!

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Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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A jiggling rush of energy
Wags along our messed-up stair
As Lullie huffs with a naughty glee,
To cause mayhem beyond compare!

My dachshund begs to play tag -game
With flopping of ears , this just disarms;
While dog’s trick to win is one big shame
She guards me dear from any harm.

Lullie sleeps often in my bed
Her belly twirling all around;
I wonder of mischief ahead
Till fingers trace a rounder mound.

Oh baby pups arrive, although
Lullie's mate, that I'll never know!

Shadow Hamilton's Pets
 ~ A true story ~

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2014

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A child was I in Space Odyssey awe
  When rocketeers on lunar ascent shone:
In Sea of Tranquility my eyes saw
  Ground Control to Major Tom...engines on! 
New age Columbus kings voyage and realm
  In ships on alien frontiers stranded;
New worlds beyond and Earth men at the helm
  Till Three...Two...One..."the Eagle has landed".
Mission to scout astral planes in deep space
  Led Command Module on orbiting stay,
Leaving flag and footprint in human trace
  On entry splashdown out of Milky Way.
In your tin can you rode the sonic boom
To the stars on the dark side of the moon.

                   May 1992

Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2014

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The Pirate and the Sea

The Pirate and the Sea Come sail to sea with me Let me show ye how it’s done Sailing that is, I’m not the only one Let’s go sailing on the sea Many a storm, thar will be But yer life has just begun Look up and see the shining sun Did you hear that loud boom? Just listen’ ta them thar drums Tonight they be drinking rum As pirates we’ll have a blast Ye’ll be dying whilst yer young Ship’s a sinking fast Life at sea really be such fun

Copyright © Linda Barr | Year Posted 2012

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Legs Are My Wings

At some point, my legs begin to converse                
of time spent on the trail, rest now needed,             
For like a horse's labors exceeded,                     
the strength mere food and water can't traverse        
Beyond exhaustion, repose will reverse               
Thus respite, backpack set down and relieved          
of duties, containing my home achieved,
until such time as rested legs endorse                 
my return to trails, and onward I go;                              
Traveling far Appalachia’s way,                                     
witness to wonders and all living things,                      
in far towns and altitude, well below,                             
where nature’s flora and colors bouquet;                          
To motivate legs that have become wings.

Written: April 25, 2014
for Craig Cornish's Miltonic Sonnet Contest

Copyright © Michael Wegman | Year Posted 2014

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A Day at the Beach

Imagine sitting in the sand at the beach,
The sand between your toes and just close 
enough where the water can reach.
The sand is wet and a little cold,
You look out at the clear blue sky you see the 
sun shining like a piece of gold.
You see dolphins jumping in the distance,
Glad that they're apart of existence.
You see a flock of seagulls soar,
You lay back and close your eyes listening to
 the waves crashing onto the shore.
Smelling the salty water and the sun hitting 
your skin,
The warm and comfort you feel within.
You hear kids as they laugh and play,
Smiling because today was a great day.

        May 04, 2014
~ The One and Only~

Copyright © Pamela Bland | Year Posted 2014

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The American Call

Listen with open hearts and freedom in mind
What we do now will effect all of mankind 
Are you willing to fall as sheep meant for slaughter? 
Dare to be willing to die for son and daughter 

Dare to be willing you to think beyond yourself 
Dare be willing you to sacrifice life itself 
You have forgotten that freedom comes at a cost 
But believe me when I say that all is not lost 

Hence, the call out to alll come and stand together 
Cause we then will again have the power wether 
So no matter how they decide to come at you 
Cry freedom and do what you have the right to do 

Screams and bellows cry out throughout the world of man 
Hear the echoes far out beyond your borderland 

Many crying out for freedom and paying a price 
Will you give it away not even thinking twice 
We once served as a beacon to a world in plight 
Now the call is to serve as a beacon of light

If we refuse to stand now and put up a fight 
Then America will one day fall from world sight 
People of the world are not calling politicians 
They are guided by own secret design intentions

Information age makes perception reality 
Fail to recognize then wake to world totality 
Encouraging you all to live a life of leisure 
Soon one day you will be on your knees crying please sir

Focus not on the fear itself or you will lose 
Calling again to you now Americans choose

Copyright © Steven Henderson | Year Posted 2014

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A Stone In The Cold - 5 Runner Up

The hunter hunted; the past comes stalking,
breath now visible, I quicken my pace,
dusk has fallen, nature is now talking,
autumn's chill causes my heart to race.

My eyes scan dense forest from left to right,
I stop, gain my footing in the thicket,
only branch and crimson leaves in my sight,
owls call out, and prey upon the cricket.

Voices seem to speak from the babbling brook,
cold stones, worn smooth, waters of countless days,
eyes are everywhere, yet nowhere I look,
something is near, I cannot get away.

Struggling, my arrow kept at the ready,
my once stealthy hand, is now unsteady.

This was my original entry for Debbie Guzzi's contest - "A Crown of Sonnets"

(This is also the first sonnet that I had ever written.)

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014

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Falling Leaves

I revel in the falling leaves
their fluttering flight to ground
I listen to the falling leaves
hear their pitter-patter sound.

Oh see, the ruby red, the pale gold,
the omnipresent sable brown.
Look, see the shivering birch let loose...
add their colors all around.

What glory's found, as form takes flight
each transformed, re-formed, astounds,
May we detach with such serene grace
when our earthly life's unbound.

Oh, listen to the falling leaves
see them rest, upon the breast of ground.

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2012

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Summer Camp Fun

I went to camp one year to feel so free
Not one of us got sick at all for sure
I went into the river to see and fish
But I was pushed into water so pure

Setup the tent to sleep the night away
With bites that itch kept up the night so sad
The next we thought an idea to try to sway
Insects that bit we net and killed so glad

We slept all night away till sun came up
The dew on tents a view I like for morning
We had a fire to warm water in cup
The drink was strong to wake us up with warning

The camp worker had said there was a fire
Among them all practiced putting it out
Bond fire was great to have this year campfire
We all was new to have much fun no doubt

Now home we go in weeks been gone delay
Running around forest so fun O.K.

Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2015

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See And Feel The Pain

Do you not see them gathering in the mist
Believe it or not all of you are on the list
Have you they by the throat yet you have not choked
However this does not mean you are not roped

Each morning you wake up from the cup you drink
Yet only one truly gives power to think
Continuing to live as the slave you made
Drawing your last breath before taken by blade

Many fall to the ground world wide every day
The majority all stand looking away 
As the thief approaches your will, will comply
Soon that day will come when you will not deny

The next time you here the sound of heavy rain

Let it serve to remind you of all human pain

Copyright © Steven Henderson | Year Posted 2013

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Order Of The Pheonix

Know that this the bird whom is 
Words given to those who have 
The challenge for you is not to arise 
from ash
But whether you free yourself from 
leash and lash

Now here are some questions you 
should ask.
Why do I choose one particular 
Why do they choose to define by 
How else do you think they control 
the mass?

The reality to this is that it exist
Reaching every corner of the globe 
it persist
Foolish of you if after we dismiss
Not to travel back into the abyss

See, this really should not comes as 
a big surprise

Already you know from the ashes 
you rise!

Copyright © Steven Henderson | Year Posted 2013

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the mafia and me

the sheer notion of extorted kindness buried beneath a sorrowful note of racketeering compassion above a silent whisper throughout the queerness of being wise beyond a tarnished silver spoon of tangible lessons shattered throughout blind faith cringing for life after death

Copyright © Yolanda Jones | Year Posted 2012

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                 Pamper is with care
                 Fragile like an egg
                 Flexible like days are
                 Chameleon in circle, circle like an egg

                 Strong like iron
                 When surrounded it with
                 Love, a steady grow
                 Is by energetic support 

                Our artistry means every
                Thing in love
                Sweet as honey
                When put more care and love

               Glitter like diamond
               When use clear mind

  All this make a stredy relationship whitout fall.

Copyright © Afolabi Muideen | Year Posted 2015

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On Earth To See

It approaches from earth up to sky
You will miss it if you continue to vie 
The limbs are yet small but then they grow long 
They wander through life looking to belong

This garden holds a variety of fruit
You never know you may end up in suits 
Durinng the approach is the time to choose 
All up to you wether you win or lose

Even though the deck may be doubled stacked 
The will presses on with relentless attack 
Limbs they do stumble and break; a mistake 
These are the times when the will, will remake 

Longing desire from sea to shinning sea 
The prize is allowing it to roam free

****** Entry in Karen Ruff's Shakespearian Sonnet Competition*******

Copyright © Steven Henderson | Year Posted 2014

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Time to book a holiday

It's time to book a holiday
Where we'll go I cannot say
A beach resort, or bush retreat
Maybe a chalet cosy, sweet

Maybe somewhere across the seas
In Bali they tell me "life's a breeze"
Somewhere I haven't been before
Same, same, it can be a bore

Now I know, I have a plan
Perhaps I'll take a pin in hand
Stick it somewhere on a map
This could do the trick may haps

But I want to go somewhere
Just anywhere I just don't care

Copyright © Vera Duggan | Year Posted 2015

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Bellowing aloud until my very last breath
Fluid flowing from my pen until my death 
Considered this I have for most of my life
The choice that is made will indeed bring strife

Because liberty and freedom costs a price
Now I am ready to roll the dice 
The fear of what could be lost does not compare 
It is for that in which could be gained I dare

There is justice and there is injustice 
What I have come to realize is just this 
Who makes that determination if not us
Selfish and misguided leaders I do not trust 

The Spirit of my will forever exists 
No matter what comes the dawn I will resist
It approaches from the West this slow moving storm 
Also moving East for it is in free form 
Smelt in the air long before its arrival 
Liberty and freedom fight for survival 

Storms of nature destroy all things in their path 
Yet this storm brings another type of wrath
 Stating that "We The People" you do not own 
Just because you believe you sit on a throne 

This opposing force not nature course 
Looking to feed upon another source 
Winds do begin to beat sand upon the stone 
These are the seeds that our leaders have sown 

Though darkness has ruled many a day and a night 
That which is right shall be4 brought out in the light

Copyright © Steven Henderson | Year Posted 2014

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Every music piece is distinctive
Most lyrics are positive
It doesn't matter if she kissed a girl or said you’re so gay
Lovely to create a teenage dream
Admirable to be an enthusiastic philanthropist 

When she roars, fireworks engulf the sky
The charisma she shares unconditionally
Her perfume spreads the fragrance that meows 
The Killer Queen fragrance refreshes the senses
Her breakdown in life lifts her yet again

Katheryn Elizabeth Hudson known as Katy Perry
Marches into the symphony of music 
Lending her voice in Smurfs
She dazzles into the soul of her fans

Copyright © Bhavna khemlani | Year Posted 2014

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Crossing that bridge

  The heart is  a bridge that we must cross
             To arrive on the side  where love abides
On that journey many get lost
And are swept away  to  the sea's  surging tide

The bridge of love  will never fall
     Even when the waters of hate rush in
Over troubled waters the bridge stands tall
Secure in the power of love within

      But there is a bridge that we all must cross
  To get to the other side of the unknown
       Upon that bridge many souls are  lost
  There is no return once the spirit has flown

       If you should cross over to the other side
                       Be sure it's the side  where love abides

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2013

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Into darkness we shall find peace


into the darkness we shall find peace;
into our lands so long ago....
we are now above everything else;
as a sermon waits for our presence below
hearing echoes and humming of creatures
so soft and discreet are the animals we love
the cretaceous periods at our door;
Now we must wait for one more
and waiting for us above in the midst of fog
is everything we wanted and more...
beneath all this we shall find ancient ruins
and some basic facts yet to be proven
you and I made it here once before
as we wait at the gate so calm and patient
At once we arrive together
feeling as light as a feather;
With both feet through heavens door;
As we walk in the light together;

dedicated to my family: Steve, Matt, Patti, Lisa, and Mom

Copyright © Christopher DeFinis | Year Posted 2015

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Megan's Hit

        MEGAN'S HIT
There on the deck, I took a practice swing
tormented in the possiblity--
then hope was dashed--I found no hope to bring
up to the plate, when Ump cried out, "Strike 3!"
I was the last to bat--in this last game--
just oh for three, my record said it all!
And in the dugout, faces all the same,
the looks of gloom! Just waiting for my fall!
I took my place, right up there to the plate.
Out on the mound, the picher grinned at me--
as if he hoped to make my swinging late,
or throw me one--I couldn't even see!
    He'd walked a batter, waiting on first base,
    to tie the score, if we'd get in the race!


"No girl can hit!" I heard the catcher call,
and echoed from the bleachers was the same,
we made our stands, the umpire cried "Play ball!"
and then I vowed to get us in the game!
I gripped the bat, the windup came too fast!
As did the ball, but where it should have been!
"Strike one!" the umpire yelled at last--
The fastest ball that I have ever seen!
"She'll never swing!" the catchers words for me--
then threw the ball out to the pichers hand!
While out on first, my runner waits to see
if I can swing, or only make a stand!
   Right in my face--the picher scouled a bit--
   while I choked up--and readied for a hit!

All set to hit--I made it then my dream!
and came the ball--I could not swing at that!
"Strike twoooo!" the umpire made it scream,
then said to me, "You've got to swing the bat!"
The bat it weighed a hundred pounds or so;
"She'll never swing," the pichers eyes did say,
With that he gave his very best, I know!
I glued my eyes--as it screamed straight my way!
I never saw the hitting of the ball!
but won't forget the cracking sound of it!
Nor know again the feeling of it all
of this my very most important hit!
   The sound it made--that ev'ryone could hear--
   a batters dream--but pichers' greatest fear!


The ball soared hard and high past second base!
then seemed to drop so slowly from above,
as quick as I could get us in the race,
I watched it bounce right off the fielders glove!
The tying run was just ahead of me!
Ole "Never-Steal" now ran like not before!
And right behind, fast as my feet could be 
I gave my best! And then I gave some more!
The crowd gave out the seasons wildest plea!
As I yelled to the runner just ahead,
with all the grit that I could find in me,
"I'm going in! And if you stop--you're dead!"
   Ole "Never Steal" was giving all he could
   and on his heels--I made my promise good!


We saw the ball come by as rounding third!
Not once a hesitation in it all--
and as the umpire watched without a word--
he swept his arms, to make the tying call!
The score was tied--third baseman set to throw--
now ready at home plate, the catcher stood--
and through it all--my only thought was GO!
but if I did--I'd have to make it good!
I knew the ball was thrown down to home plate!
The catcher poised, and glued where he should be!
I had to slide, and heard the ball hit late!
"She's SAFE! She's SAFE!" my Daddy yelled to me! 
    Now layed to rest--our coaches greatest fear--
    the only game we won--throughout the year!
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2013

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Care Not I For This Pretense

There is a darkenss that has befallen 
One cannot see all that which is within 
Coming from a deep pit within the stomach 
It's presense once felt becomes atomic 

Emotions not felt, you irrelevant 
Once being told you are heaven sent 
Left wounded from the slice of this dagger 
Telling you that you no longer matter 

Fear and panic begin to take over 
A weight placed upon chest as though boulder 
Slow the heartbeat as though little life left 
Overwhelming feelings as it is death 

Death to the possible and the could be 
Being told by one this will set you free

Copyright © Steven Henderson | Year Posted 2014

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The thunder that rumbles this day 
Fills with excitment, who can say 
Each snap of electricity 
Reminds me of the trinity

Many say it does not exist 
Fools, why do you think you persist? 
Chose to live with ignorant bliss 
End result will be the abyss 

Rainbow shinning shows you a path 
You can find it if you use math 
Talking to the whole human class 
This is knowledge one must amass 

Another flash to jolt the heart 
Let this give you a place to start

Copyright © Steven Henderson | Year Posted 2014