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This One's For Luck
Element: Sulfer
The Voodoo Connection
Deep in the Louisiana bayou, where Spanish moss draped like ghostly whispers and the air hummed with crickets and frogs, resided Mama Sulfur, the Voodoo Queen. Her stilt shack, a vibrant patchwork of charms, herbs, and gator skulls, pulsed with raw elemental energy.
Mama Sulfur wasn't your typical voodoo queen. Her magic blended ancient traditions with the bayou's wild heart. Her parchment skin shimmered with a faint yellow glow, a reminder of the sulfur that coursed through her veins. Her piercing eyes held...
The Voodoo Connection
Deep in the Louisiana bayou, where Spanish moss draped like ghostly whispers and the air hummed with crickets and frogs, resided Mama Sulfur, the Voodoo Queen. Her stilt shack, a vibrant patchwork of charms, herbs, and gator skulls, pulsed with raw elemental energy.
Mama Sulfur wasn't your typical voodoo queen. Her magic blended ancient traditions with the bayou's wild heart. Her parchment skin shimmered with a faint yellow glow, a reminder of the sulfur that coursed through her veins. Her piercing eyes held...
#luck
#science
#sports
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This One's For Luck
Element: Sulfer
The Voodoo Connection
Deep in the Louisiana bayou, where Spanish moss draped like ghostly whispers and the air hummed with crickets and frogs, resided Mama Sulfur, the Voodoo Queen. Her stilt shack, a vibrant patchwork of charms, herbs, and gator skulls, pulsed with raw elemental energy.
Mama Sulfur wasn't your typical voodoo queen. Her magic blended ancient traditions with the bayou's wild heart. Her parchment skin shimmered with a faint yellow glow, a reminder of the sulfur that coursed through her veins. Her piercing eyes held...
The Voodoo Connection
Deep in the Louisiana bayou, where Spanish moss draped like ghostly whispers and the air hummed with crickets and frogs, resided Mama Sulfur, the Voodoo Queen. Her stilt shack, a vibrant patchwork of charms, herbs, and gator skulls, pulsed with raw elemental energy.
Mama Sulfur wasn't your typical voodoo queen. Her magic blended ancient traditions with the bayou's wild heart. Her parchment skin shimmered with a faint yellow glow, a reminder of the sulfur that coursed through her veins. Her piercing eyes held...
#luck
#science
#sports
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This One's For Luck
Element: Sulfer
The Voodoo Connection
Deep in the Louisiana bayou, where Spanish moss draped like ghostly whispers and the air hummed with crickets and frogs, resided Mama Sulfur, the Voodoo Queen. Her stilt shack, a vibrant patchwork of charms, herbs, and gator skulls, pulsed with raw elemental energy.
Mama Sulfur wasn't your typical voodoo queen. Her magic blended ancient traditions with the bayou's wild heart. Her parchment skin shimmered with a faint yellow glow, a reminder of the sulfur that coursed through her veins. Her piercing eyes held...
The Voodoo Connection
Deep in the Louisiana bayou, where Spanish moss draped like ghostly whispers and the air hummed with crickets and frogs, resided Mama Sulfur, the Voodoo Queen. Her stilt shack, a vibrant patchwork of charms, herbs, and gator skulls, pulsed with raw elemental energy.
Mama Sulfur wasn't your typical voodoo queen. Her magic blended ancient traditions with the bayou's wild heart. Her parchment skin shimmered with a faint yellow glow, a reminder of the sulfur that coursed through her veins. Her piercing eyes held...
#luck
#science
#sports
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Dear Great One
I can only imagine how busy you must be.
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
#God
#unicorns
#aging #sports
#aging #sports
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Dear Great One
I can only imagine how busy you must be.
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
#God
#unicorns
#aging #sports
#aging #sports
180 reads
4 Comments
Dear Great One
I can only imagine how busy you must be.
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
#God
#unicorns
#aging #sports
#aging #sports
180 reads
4 Comments
Dear Great One
I can only imagine how busy you must be.
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
The eternal administration and maintenance in heaven
can't leave much time for the golf course
or the finer pleasures that an omnipotent being might enjoy.
I do apologize for my direct approach but I can't find a suggestion box
and the churches where I live have mostly had to close.
As I got older I've witnessed the crazy world you made
spinning rapidly out of control and for some time now
I've been kicking this question down the road.
When you made us humans in your own image
why did you make us age...
#God
#unicorns
#aging #sports
#aging #sports
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4 Comments
Still Bleeding Blue
I remember it was some time in the fall
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
#memories
#sports
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Still Bleeding Blue
I remember it was some time in the fall
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
In fourth grade
Fernando came to our school
I drew a cool poster of him in a pitching windup
There were hundreds of us out in the recess yard
He walked around and shook our hands
He was so young
That was 1984
Now he’s gone
But on game 1
The team put number 34
Right behind the pitcher’s mound
And when Freddie hit that Grand Slam
It took me back to Gibson’s 9th inning blast
I was fourteen all over again
Jumping and...
#memories
#sports
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It was great
How was practice?”
Oh I don’t mean to brag,
But I was the human punching bag
My lip was grazed
My ribs, I’m shocked
They still make a cage
“It was great”
I should’ve ate before,
Maybe I would’ve done better then
I suppose I’ll forgive myself today for the ache
Until the pain goes away
Another practice begins, next time I’ll win
Oh I don’t mean to brag,
But I was the human punching bag
My lip was grazed
My ribs, I’m shocked
They still make a cage
“It was great”
I should’ve ate before,
Maybe I would’ve done better then
I suppose I’ll forgive myself today for the ache
Until the pain goes away
Another practice begins, next time I’ll win
#motivational
#sports
#strength
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It was great
How was practice?”
Oh I don’t mean to brag,
But I was the human punching bag
My lip was grazed
My ribs, I’m shocked
They still make a cage
“It was great”
I should’ve ate before,
Maybe I would’ve done better then
I suppose I’ll forgive myself today for the ache
Until the pain goes away
Another practice begins, next time I’ll win
Oh I don’t mean to brag,
But I was the human punching bag
My lip was grazed
My ribs, I’m shocked
They still make a cage
“It was great”
I should’ve ate before,
Maybe I would’ve done better then
I suppose I’ll forgive myself today for the ache
Until the pain goes away
Another practice begins, next time I’ll win
#motivational
#sports
#strength
111 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Sports Published by Members Recently Online