Is it Cupid or I that is the most confused, both victims of this storm which I will not dare call a life. Spinning Cupid… I wish I could tell the twister to take it easy; is that what I’m doing, I guess we’re not in Kansas anymore, far from it.

Dorothy, from the Wizard of Oz, meets Barney the Dinosaur. Things don’t go very well.

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.