Deep snow waves scalped by winds were strewn across the field
Reaching toward a gray cloudy sky
It made him sick just looking at it
Forcing himself to pick up the shovel once more, he tried to create a path again
That’s when the wind pointed out how futile his efforts were.
Abdi Mohammed
The Art of Prose and Poetry
self-publishing
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
Sharing is Learning
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Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
The Official Home of Rolli - Author, Cartoonist and Songwriter
Wise. Witchy. Wonderful.
Story world
Never Short On Words 