Yard Snail (NaPoWriMo #8)

Yard Snail (NaPoWriMo #8)

Monday afternoon trail,
     I run to nineteen
Heartbeat thumps, exhale
      Shin Splints unforeseen
All to shed sweat scales
     Within a time machine
Silky smooth drip with sweat
     Cause oxygen debt.

Now home to prevail
     Against the growth of hair
To plan epic sale
     Of no easy flair
And call it ‘Yard Snail’,
     Your place for a care
To buy and barter~
     Gone goes all, martyrs!

          ~By: A.J. Wagoner
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About Cleaver of God

A wordsmith rhymes with the times to share his heart, After a trip around the world, now the start To look ahead and write the lines That will begin to affect change all around, So hear the sound and see the pines Within the realm we found. My name is A.J. Wagoner and I love poetry; however, I also love this world and want to see the darkness turned to light, so my poetry rides the wings of eagles to bring hope to the hopeless, a voice to the voiceless, and a light to the darkness.

Posted on April 8, 2013, in NaPoWriMo Poems and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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