Monthly Archives: September 2014

The Hunter

In the tree the hunter sits His intended mission Ever alert for prey   Watching his domain on edge Every sound, a chance Every movement, hope   Though he knows it is not time In vigilant respite he sits Soaking … Continue reading

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Flashback

Missiles fired at night light up the sky as the roar of the cannons echo across the valley. The weapons fire picks up as the enemy charges in I bolt awake in bed a thunderstorm.

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Betrayal

Befuddled and dazed he turns and walks away his image of her destroyed. Her position in life the pedestal where she stood only a fantasy all lies. None of us are perfect none of us are pure he made his … Continue reading

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Poor, Poor Poe

Tortured from infancy No chance in this life Predestined to misery No escape from the strife. Precious child to the women A blight amongst the men Destined to constant defeat He had not a chance to win. As he reached … Continue reading

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Waxing Poetically

Originally posted on The Rural Iowegian:
I’ve lectured you about tolerance, educated voting, and moral values until I can no longer stand it.  So, even though my blog gets the most hits when I’m talking about the current campaign year,…

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Life

Originally posted on The Rural Iowegian:
You can try life as others see you. You can try life as you want to see yourself. Or you can live life the person you are. With the first two, you will find…

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It Stalks Its Prey

Originally posted on The Rural Iowegian:
Pressure building Morality ebbs Fire stoked It stalks its prey   Playground Schoolyard Open window It stalks its prey   Planning Opportunity Speed It captures its prey   Pressure building Morality ebbs Fire stoked…

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