Poems

Hunting

Hiaku

The turkey is huge

Some would say a monster tom

I take the shot, hit

Free Verse

I could see the deer. He was a 30 point buck, I was going to put him in his coffin. I couldn't get to my grenades, the howitzer was in the shop. My only hope was Betty Lou my combination AK-57 uzi radar laser triple barrel double scoped heat seeking shotgun. The deer was coming, getting bigger and bigger but it was so cold, I couldn't pull the trigger. So I kicked off my boot and fired with my big toe like GI Joe! The smoke cleared 20 minutes later, and there was the 30 point buck ten feet away standing tall and proud. Then a flash of white, and he was gone.
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