It’s a long road up the valley where
every winding corner turns on a bed
of gravel and a lonely man has got
to make it on his own, past the fire
of the burnt over stones.
LONESOME VALLEY
Published inTwitter Poems
Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
It’s a long road up the valley where
every winding corner turns on a bed
of gravel and a lonely man has got
to make it on his own, past the fire
of the burnt over stones.