Typically I shake, Struck fifth street with my right upper lob two thousand and eight, Dr.Schortz,Waukon,Iowa ER set my wrist right was smashed to bits, I arrived that afternoon,August eleventh about five pm after laying on fifth street nearly an hour, Tied to a board, So that evening found me standing by the stove withContinue reading “Shaken”
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Hark! Hark what’s that! Bang! Bang,Bang! Rumble, Bang! Never mind, Its a poor person washing Mr.Blacks blanket! Bet when you wash there’s no banging! Bet you have laundry soap. I have small bottles and hotel soap, Less then before, Poverty is screwed, No soap, No clean. Told friend Judy today need bleach, and cleanser, JudyContinue reading “Rumble,rumble,bang,bang,”
Still got opinions, Still opinions matter, What’s wrong with the world today, Are people stupid, Demographics alone will tell, More seniors, More over fifty in next twenty to thirty years then Ever before, So why on rare times when I offer up my thoughts am I don’t my den graphic is all wrong, And whereContinue reading “Over fifty,still,”
People we meet
Things they say Weight their words have Today at the Post Office A financial aid officer Luther College From my home town No name comes to mind She has not changed Told me when I told.her I had been accused in 2012 of beating my mom by my half sister in texas This lady FromContinue reading “People we meet”
Like favorite things
Essays or books begin Beginning has a shape A look Dr.Robert Christman Luther College History dept. We were taught a paper Qualitative and Quanative Shape Essays papers or book Think ice cream cones I start with things I love Favorite books and authors: Harry Potter(all 7 books) All Richard Peck Books All 39 clues AliensContinue reading “Like favorite things”
Sitting vista streched wide before me Range of tall naked.trees stirred Flexing fingers Long, fragil, Strong enough to hold new born babes Nest mothers shaping in boughs Across the street old un used garage Small hole in roof missed by most Mrs.Robin uses the old nest Nestly under the corner of the shabby, tin roofContinue reading “Bud- in”
You will be missed
Doc Pillsbury Friend seven years Luther College
Hello, I suffer from brain trauma a TBI.
Have you ever lost friend just by saying what is in your heart says?
If we are lead by our heart for our own good how is it possible to piss others off. Did that last night at 1230am. Unsure what or where this will lead so I’m publishing this will add to it when I know what occurs next. I thought she understand I’m honest. (This is whatContinue reading “Have you ever lost friend just by saying what is in your heart says?”
Not every story reads
A story must have heart As a writer and a reader there has to be flow Being boss if a book is not fun or stirs emotion there is no feel The other day I told someone who wondered why I started a book then stopped Trueth is the book had no joy and IContinue reading “Not every story reads”