Originally posted on The Great Plains Poet:
Mt. Baldy, the view of the top and the place I grew up seeing everyday. Quite some time ago, I used to rock climb. That was a few years in the past and a few pounds ago too. I climbed Mt. Baldy, the Mormon Rocks and various other…
Month: December 2013
What Is My Life Worth?
I began tapping my foot to the tune of “Jesus Made A Way”. Such and old habit this was, as the silent metronome began to click off in my head while whistling this lively tune by The Mighty Clouds Of Joy. What is a man worth? This was an old thought that has run through […]
The Breakfast Of Fools
Originally posted on The Great Plains Poet:
My Breakfast of Fools Sitting down with my freshly prepared omelet creation in front of me and sipping my favorite blend of Caribou Coffee, I let an idea roll around in my empty head. An ideal that was meant for malice, intended for destruction; but I entertained it all the same. This particular morning I…
You Can Stop Trying To Take My Life!
The pain has come again; Same result, same old way. This trial arrives without announcement, Without invitation; but I surely knew it would come. The same old scheme used in the same tired form. For my enemy expects a different result, A buckling, a wandering, one last final defeat, And what must be a shimmering […]
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