The Shack

Far beneath the jagged cliff …

Where men are seldom seen,

A dilapidated shack …

Lies in the dark ravine.

Beaten by the fog and mist

Its coverings worn thin,

Things were said to go awry…

When Enmity moved in.

—Janet—

Three Things Challenge: Mist, Shack, Cliff

Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: Enmity

I’m really enjoying these word challenges. Seems like a great way to motivate and inspire, and it’s really helping me ‘stick to my guns’ and write something every day.

I have more words to conquer—that brought about uplifting thoughts—and some updates to share, so I’m pretty sure I’ll be posting again later.

TGIF