The Park
Spring strolls through the park. /
Shaking green from her sleeves and /
Color from her eyes.
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In the Neighborhood
Spring brings many things:
Alarm sales and fresh-meat men peddling,
Spores flowing as if there will be no more,
Ice cream from a truck whose music rings
As if the end of days will wend
Up and down the streets
Maniacal notes vibrating from the new leaves and petals
As the sun runs undone —
A child on a bike just pedaling to have fun.
–David E. Booker
Filed under 2016, poetry by author
Santa hit man bounty hunter
Finding work in the off season hard to come by, Santa takes a job as a bounty hunter and hit man. Using his naughty list, he tracks down the not-so-nice folks and brings them to justice or brings them down.
Filed under Found story, humor, neighborhood, photo, photograph, Santa Claus, villains
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