A Poet Won't Know It

it may seem a bit strange yet some homes on the range saw that it was arranged that a call for some change of the guards would engage the whole lot in exchange  of deaf, dumb, and deranged  as dogs stricken with mange

The following is the result of The Prose Challenge of the Week #38 (which was in 2016).. #theprose #prosechallenge #prose #whatsummermeans #italkwithmyhands summer's a hot flash a superheated spell days flush with fever burning hot as hell dog days quicken your farewell fall is so much cooler for this old southern belle

The following is the result of the Prose Challenge of the Week #37 (which was in 2016)... #prose #prosechallenge #theprose #proser #prosing #writingchallenge #italkwithmyhands while living the life of manifest need stone is the heart that loves but won't bleed while racing after the manifest thought dark is the mind that thinking thinks not while palming the point of manifest touch held are the hands that help not so much while looking around for manifest sight shut is the eye that sees not the light while feeling the beat of manifest sound deaf is the ear that finds it profound while talking about the manifest food bad is the mouth that spoils the mood