Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Random Stanza 2

Grass grows in our stead,
a carpet pulled up
over the bald night.

3 comments:

dork said...

I love your work- it's all written right from the gut. It's direct and harsh with VERY vivid colors and graphic imagery.

Amy said...

Well, the gut's getting bigger...

dork said...

Ha! Think of it as more resource to pull from as you sharpen your quill.