Ezra waiting for breakfast……needing a haircut and bath…..she doesn’t agree….but it’s up to me….
Tag: Poetry
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Sun blazing down, half alive. Cattle drive of 55. Spoken of still, held in awe. The dreadful carnage, for one and all. A whole generation blown away. Results of one fateful day…..
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strewn leafs along the grass…..remnants of a season passed….providing shade from blazing sun….time to scatter….time to run……winters coming…..you’re job is done….
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Ice cold words, sent by text. Just her style, what I expect. With her hungry eyes and Lolita like looks. I was in love. That’s all it took. I knew all along she’d say goodbye. I won’t ask for reasons, don’t ask why……..I already know…….I’m aware that you lie….
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Dogs bark from treetops high. Cats meowing, in the sky. Circus acts, acrobats. Crazy visions spinning round. Mindless whispers, lost then found. Just another crazy day. I thrive on this disarray. Just as long as it is light. Don’t remind me, there’s still tonight….
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In my truck, hungry and tired. Patients expired. Long line of cars, stretching ahead. Leaving me puzzled, scratching my head. What are you ordering, a luncheon for 50? I just want a burger, maybe a fry. Life in the fast lane. Wondering why…
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natures scenery….autumn air…..bright colors everywhere…sunlight shining…feeling high….spirits climbing….
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Perched inside a cage, filled with quiet rage. The Postal Clerk heaves and sighs. Ignoring handbills, wanted signs. Due on delivery, can’t you see? First class officially. Stamped and taped, on it’s way. Another postal delay…..
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….frost on grass…leading to woods…colorful trees standing high…covered by brilliant blue sky……
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Sun hidden away, clouds distant, gray. Harsh winds blowing. Nipping my nose, freezing my toes. Winter in the air, signs everywhere. Seasons change, like life. Stay prepared, avoid strife. It’s up to me, it’s my choice. Weather beaten, down and out. Or, joyous laughter, smile and shout….
Escape Reality 