Stories tagged “A Simple Poetry Challenge”

  • To the Elder Ones I Call

    With this blood a line I now trace To drill a hole in both time and space Two separate circles, concentric each Into the void I extend my reach A murder each sabbath for every week of the year The heart of a sheep, the spleen of a steer All the parts b...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5