Crashing together in mortal combat
Leaving corpses in our wake
As we fight towards the gates of Hell
Soon we are against those blackened iron spikes
Here we will make our eternal stand
Reaching from one horizon to the other
A pair of dull gray arms hug the hard-compacted earth underneath
Iron spikes cement the bond of their timeless relationship
Lasting valentine to the age of steam
The Art of Prose and Poetry
self-publishing
Tagline
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
Author and poet
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.
Story world
SkEtChEs of my everyday life through tiny words, artworks, quotes, clips, and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.
Never Short On Words 