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burn, baby, burn

busted thoughts
and scathing pen
daring me
to write
again

I fight with
every syllable
punching every
pit of
bull

my musty brain
begins to crank… 31 more words

Poetry

26 May 2017: Defeated are the Cubs at Sir Wood’s sword!

Defeated are the Cubs at Sir Wood’s sword!
Their two hits not enough to clean a speck
As Alex nulled their total of runs scored… 83 more words

Baseball

Thoughts on Crying

Life doesn’t have any meaning;

All I do is cry,

And it will never end.

Did I only come to this Earth to cry?

***** 87 more words

Poem

Neuschwanstein castle, May 2017

Fireborn, I imagine you in these rooms
Chandeliers like caves, like crowns
Marble floors made for waltzing
Dancing through the endless night.

You painted stories on the walls… 302 more words

Writing

John Deere

John Deere is just as green like the leaves from those trees during summertime

John Deere is just as green like the fresh planted cucumbers… 60 more words

#poem

Infused

boiling water

steam rising

soak tea bags

sprinkle sugar

let it cool

 

first sip

heavenly 

second sip

perfectly balanced

third sip

a rush of energy… 30 more words

Writing