Day 330

The blaring of horns

As gravity prepares

To fall the ball

To signal in the year

To be and turn the old year

To the end.

Day 329: In Memory of

Dear readership,

Recently I had an acquaintance of mine pass away. It's been difficult to grasp in my young age that life is so fleeting. One day we are here the next we are not. Urryan was a good person, a funny person and I only wish for him to rest in peace and that he hopefully can find solace where ever he is. RIP Urryan

Mike Hand

Day 328

The flashing screen

Crack for the common man

His idea

Spread as seed

To the idiots;

Fools-

Sit with the drug

As they lose control

Do what they're told

Complacently,

Calmly,

Quickly.

Day 327

Finish line

Has its numbered made

In plain sight

Yet so far

From the butcher's

Meal plan.

Day 326

I still have it

5...4....

The key to the mind

3...2...

I don't

1

The countdown ends

Soul seals

The way of life

Forgotten of glory

To the soul full

Mind

1

1

1

In the head

Of the soldier

Who's countdown

Ended.

Day 325

The secret life

A fact well known

The crouched amazement

In a dreamlike world

Tigers and bears

Oh my

The world

Of dreams

Day 324

Holy day

Of holy days

The star which

Shines brightly

But one night

Gleams the heavens

Kisses the cheeks

Of soft baby skin

Before going to year past

And leaving the sky

Behind.