A Sonnet For Bloody But Unbowed Heads
...A Sonnet For Bloody But Unbowed Heads
The hands of my children’s raised arms
Have become like released skeets;
Their ebony hued bodies, a circled bull’s eye.
Their blood flows down the guttered...
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Categories:
skeets, america, analogy, betrayal, black
Form: Sonnet
Amazing Feets!
...We've all seen and heard of amazing feats over the years,
That have elicited our respect, applause and raucous cheers!
Brave souls have scaled Mount Everest, others are skilled at skeets,
While ot...
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Categories:
skeets, funny
Form: Rhyme