August 26, 2017Bioman, Flash, Poem, Poet, Poetry, Uncategorized Leave a comment WORDS Do not chuckle do not breathe for the delicate balance of these words settles not down until it is ready to. Like snow or even dandruff they gather at stress concentrations loud in their sonnet intent. COPYRIGHT BRUCE E SAUNDERS 2017 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...