Gold Digger and Poem on Moth

For the daily NaPoWriMo contribution:

A golden shovel suffers hurt,

And won’t the wielder thank

For being used to dig up dirt –

Far better in a bank!

© Colonialist April 2014 (WordPress) pic and text.

Poem on a Mof

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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4 Responses to Gold Digger and Poem on Moth

  1. Brilliant again, Col. 🙂


  2. misswhiplash says:

    You are a man of few words
    But the words you say deserve to be heard
    You cannot ignore the written prose
    As around and around in your head it goes
    so listen folks listen to this man
    then you could be his greatest fan
    I cannot think of more to say
    so I, ll wish hou goodnight and be on my way


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