![]() Love Sonnet XXXVIIA Poem by redzone![]() ....a tale of hardships![]() Love
Sonnet XXXVII Come
as a friend, here we are
lost in memories of long
ago in the land of Wendigos,
Skin Walkers, and Witches.
The wind blows evil through
the canyon’s arroyo, shaping
and shifting Coyote’s howl
into ancient cries of
madness and disease, infecting
the sheep and drinking water,
drying the lands of crops.
We sang, danced for blessings
and better times. The
White man came anyway. Aztec
Warrior / redzone 2.22.25 © 2025 redzone
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