In the ring today
who shall you face –
a friend, a foe,
an unknown shadow?
What moves do we have hidden
to survive this game?
maybe it’d be a loss today
for you haven’t slept on
your wounds from yesterday.
Inktober begins with digital drawing along with poetry. These days poems just tend to jump off of my pen. When I’d never really thought of myself as a poet.
The Wordcastle 