moonqueen Posted July 9, 2013 Share Posted July 9, 2013 hogan in the field tilts the charred carcass of a years ago lightning strike, deciduous no more. nearby lies the blowfly infested body of the neighbor’s missing ‘ghost’ dog; no apparent cause, he doubtless died alone. every lightning storm reminds me. and i don’t like it. 07-09-13 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted July 9, 2013 Share Posted July 9, 2013 Once again, clear stark images, desolate, yet appealing in their visceral reaction. Wow. Good work! juris Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fdelano Posted July 10, 2013 Share Posted July 10, 2013 Stunning metaphor of life and death--not a wasted syllable. Perfect title. Your work does inspire me to keep trying. Just excellent. Franklin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted July 15, 2013 Share Posted July 15, 2013 MQ, this spare piece may be my favorite of your works to date. Quite vivid, worms down into where the reader lives. Excellent! - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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