Bending twisting deserted. Windswept bristle cone legend grown. Rock or slag of boundless stone crags. Lifeless eyes exhale dust winded grass. Rattlers move rise or tried high plains. Desert chill breathing still splintered dry. —– Ken Allan Dronsfield is a Published Poet and Author originally from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma. He enjoys hiking, …
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