Posted in NaPoWriMo 2016, Writing

NaPoWriMo – 21/30

Rain fell over the savannah

as I painted him with my hand

falling from the darkening bark

ink pooled at my weary feet

king mufasa has left us, shouts

igniting the sad purple skies.


I like to think I'm a story teller. I love stories. I believe the world is filled with stories just waiting to be told and learned. I enjoy travelling down the road less travelled, with my iPhone and journal in each hand. Here you'll find all my poetic musings... Enjoy!

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