Dark Poetry #3 |
the fighter's thought...between rounds |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
shrug it off a glancing blow of just another pounding day spit it out for bleed of mouth-- and wish the water wash away struggle through another round. jab and duck dive and sway-- let your feet dance energy. avoid the ropes claim center ring-- be the blow before you swing-- that place where silence is a sound... Surely this is happening-- catching cheers of the surreal-- wonder why they feel such glee? Don't they know the pain I feel? |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Bob and weave leave only wind-- in place, to catch the cuff I was so lonesome, I took some comfort there Yeti like! Ed [This message has been edited by wranx (10-18-2002 10:07 AM).] |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
(smiling) No head butting please.... brick walls do not give way to sheer will without blood being shed.. |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Focus the eyes.... don't lose the anger....the pain can wait......f the crowd they just want blood....anybodys. |
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WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
Great work...enjoyed. H. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
An excellent hurt AND sport. |
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