The sky swung on streams of light and dark Reflected in quickly moving smashed glass Sticking into tumbling tree limbs The rumbling of thunder Blowing up hope. There was no escape. The wild winds whipping through cluttered streets Blowing away… Read More ›
Pinned there bitterly by my rat faced nemesis
And his po faced beau,
When his mood was cold and black.
A Different Country is the name of my blog. Probably thought the title was apt as I am a Scot living in Florida. But as the 21st century progressed I saw it as more of a commentary on the internal malaise in the USA than the difference between two nations
A virus. Born in China, breeding like wildfire and the citizens of our planet were taken aback as they were not prepared for this grim reaper straddling the earth