Pictures In The Graveyard

A brought my gun, to shoot the sun
Before the day had really begun.
When on the hill, having my fill
of dead people that I shoot at will.
I raised my lens, once and again
Later my photos, to you I’ll send.
I’m so glad, that fun can be had
Since killing things I consider bad.
So take my pics, the deer their licks
I’ll quietly get my peaceful kicks

Barbara Blackcinder


About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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