Farmer Webster’s Oak Tree

The giant oak had reigned supreme o’er farmer Webster’s woods. But there’d been talk of late that ‘neath those woods lay soil quite good. And then one day bulldozers came and men with churning saws, The wood did spew; trees fell – not few – into bulldozers’ jaws. The giant oak shook to his roots;Continue reading “Farmer Webster’s Oak Tree”

‘Solitary Sentry’ – for NaPoWriMo, 2015 – Day 3

Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge: Write a Fourteener — a poem on any subject but having seven iambic feet.  Join the fun. There’s still plenty of time to get into the rhythm of writing a poem a day in honor of National Poetry Month. Click the link above to visit the main site and get the easyContinue reading “‘Solitary Sentry’ – for NaPoWriMo, 2015 – Day 3”

Friday Fictioneers — February 22

The Painted Fence Odd … the fence so freshly painted. The barn still bore silent scars from enemy troops scouring the countryside of its rightful owners and leaving all to ruin. A few lucky farmers had fled, losing all they’d worked for. But before … before death and destruction … she and Johann had walkedContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers — February 22”