Monthly Archives: September 2012

Another Day Older

Posted on September 28, 2012 by Bubba

Every day it’s some new pain Each thought a new migraine Step by step, going insane Moon cycles wax and wane Feel a throbbing in my vein My head is pounding like hard rain A downpour flooding through my brain … Continue reading →

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On The Edge

Posted on September 27, 2012 by Bubba

                                                         I sit at the edge of a high cliff staring down into … Continue reading →

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Limits

Posted on September 26, 2012 by Bubba

I’m sick of limits Things I can’t do Not enough money Not enough time Not enough anything   I want no restrictions To be totally free See, do, think, go Eat, drink, be Whatever I please

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True Beauty

Posted on September 25, 2012 by Bubba

Mother’s face Full of grace   Worry-lines Deeply placed   Etched by time For children’s sake   What could be More beautiful?

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Accident Waiting To Happen

Posted on September 25, 2012 by Bubba

Saw a kid Riding his bike Phone to one ear Finger in the other Look, ma!  No hands! (CRASH!)     (True story, except for the crash)

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Cinco Cuatro

Posted on September 25, 2012 by Bubba

Fragile Balance Perfectly poised Elegant Ever-gentle Delicate   Opposite Sides Atrophy or entropy Battle within Apathy or empathy Which side will win?   Autumn Nears The leaf Felt a chill in the air And curled up tightly Upon itself   … Continue reading →

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Oaks

Posted on September 25, 2012 by Bubba

Towering oak trees Swaying in the breeze The air getting colder A year growing older Leaves turning brown And sap drawing down   Towering oak trees Pleading to the breeze Cycling back around Then dropping to ground Yearning for the … Continue reading →

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If?

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Bubba

  If I take enough photos   If I see enough things   If I meet enough people   Will I save my world   And live forever?

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I Once Took A Crap So Big…

Posted on September 21, 2012 by Bubba

… it needed two toilets.   … it spoke English.   … It paid rent.   … my eyes changed from brown to blue.   … it had a ZIP Code.   … I named it “Turdzilla”.   … it … Continue reading →

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Decades

Posted on September 20, 2012 by Bubba

1964 The Beatles had just arrived And, on Election Day, so did I   1974 That year I turned ten years old We sure wore some crazy clothes   1984 The Tigers won the World Series But sports I never … Continue reading →

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