Dylan Hughes is our host for the First Line Friday challenge.
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Your line for this week is:
Nights in our desert were clear and cold.
Nights in our desert were clear and cold.
Sentries camped on hilltops
Forever watchful,
Snaking lights drawn
Towards a glowing pool.
Absorbed into the whole,
No-one left.
Ever.
Come daybreak,
All was quiet,
Empty and dark.
Nights in this desert were clear and cold
As sentries watched.
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About pensitivity101
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
Nights in our desert were clear and cold.
pensitivity101 
Intriguing poem Di
Thank you
You’re welcome
This one has a sinister edge to it!
Indeed, who are the watchers?
There’s something safe about this 💜💜
Thanks Willow
💜💜