Humorous poem about the end of the Wicked Witch.

About a friend named Dorothy, with whom I spent so much free time, lines of relationship got blurred…

An imaginative piece of Dorothy Drewe’s view on a memory.

It doesnt matter what road I take or even how long the road is.It could be a straight road or a twisted road as well.The very same road that Dorothy and Toto took to find the wizard of Oz to go back to Kanses.The only thing they have in common is they all lead back to you.Just writing what I call fluff poetry while editing a more serious poem/story.

Sixth in a series called "Under the Gray Rainbow" which look at the Oz characters in depth. Obviously, this is the Tin Man.

Another ancient poem of mine.

Fifth in a series called “Under the Gray Rainbow”, Oz characters in depth. This is the Wizard.

Fourth in a series called “Under the Gray Rainbow”, Oz characters in depth. This is the Lion.

Third in a series called “Under the Gray Rainbow”, Oz characters in depth. This is the Wicked Witch.

Second in a series called “Under the Gray Rainbow”, Oz characters in depth. This is the Scarecrow.