by Decayed Angel
huh? jim, I read to the bottom but I felt as though I should have not <grinin' I enjoyed your puzzle play on words, decayed....
Thank you.
A baker's dozen were caught that night
One made it out and fights for his life.
I was unable to come up with words fitting to remember those men from the Sago mine - you've done an excellent job here.
I'm glad someone wrote this and wrote it so well. It was haunting to read in the news about the notes those miners left behind. And I love your diary approach to this poem.
on a subject that has so caught and held the public eye. Very sad and poignant and captured those emotions perfectly.