Hurricane Bones I woke to the sound of rainhard upon the roofgutters gushing streams of painmourning doves aloof. Brittle bones begin to acheas outer bands lopeominous clouds roll and breakovershadowed hope. The cat snuggles up to warmsoft gray, purring deepseeking comfort from the stormdrifting back to sleep. Astral spirits have been spurnedblue skies turn toContinue reading “Hurricane Bones”
