Exhausted Exhilaration

Body tired Brain stone cold Wired   Here we are Longing, dreading Finish line in sight Three more to go   High on caffeine And inspiration Music blasting, silently Exhausting, batteries   Running on empty Living like renegade Love the underdogs   Parade! Parade! Did…

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Most of this is not super true.

His beard is thicker than an otter’s pelt His beard is softer than a chinchilla His eyes are bluer than the sky His eyes gleam brighter than headlights When something interesting meets his eye. He’s smarter than a genius More clever than a fox He’s…

Exaggerated Expectations (Hour 21)

Her stare went on for miles, penetrating every obsolete structure daring to be caught in her gaze. Eyes that spoke of reservoirs, deep wells within the vision chambers of her skull. Her lips set motionless, as dangerous as the stacked coils of a serpent. The…

21 – dreamer-

I have watched this girl for a while now, she is becoming more like the trees she loves so much, every time my eyes catch her tiny frame wondering through the bush, her skin etched with wonder lines her hair mattered like branches, the sun…

Exaggeration

  I’ve asked a million times to pick up your room but you Always leave it to the last nano second Good thing nobody Ever Visits.

Tea

“I brew a pot each morning And drink it all day long,” she said. “Would you like some?” His smile, a sly revelation of intent. “Tea, I mean. Not me, if that’s what you’re thinking.” She read him like a slutty novel. “I see what’s…

Un Natural

Visiting a city you once knew can be daunting the familiar still nearly so but so much has changed the wild edges of town we traversed as kids, tamed the only thing wild is the buffalo wing restaurant Tall grasses near the reservoir man-made lake…

Poem no. 18 Evening Fog

October is the month the mists draw in. These calm and freshly silent mornings settle summer and draw reluctant autumn to our door. The evening fog falls low on crop-shorn fields as rolls of rich, mysterious white seep through the emptying hedges and fall in…

Hour 20: Reclaimed Wreckage

Racing for the sunlight quicker Growing thicker Saplings reaching Send roots leeching Strangling the clockwork functions Green expunctions Cogs have rusted Engines busted Forest once a metal garden Nature’s pardon Oxidizing Fertilizing (In response to Prompt #20… though it was no deviation from my usual…