Cobalt, aqua blends
The slight rotation around
Vision becomes clear
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C. H. Richard
My passion is and has always been writing. I am particularly drawn to writing fiction that has relatable storylines which hopefully keep readers engaged
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The Runner
Thud. Thud. Thud. The drumming in my chest matches the pounding of my feet. The road is long, my muscles are sore, but I can’t stop. I can never stop. The constant movement is barely enough to keep it all at bay. I can’t risk letting the damn break. Every image to my left. Every memory to my right. Trailing along without breaking a sweat. My eyes sting and my body reeks of perspiration. But I have to go on. I have to keep pushing.
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Super Bowl LX Recap: A Team Called Hawks
Sixty. The Super Bowl turned 60! Still amazes me that this was the sixtieth Super Bowl played in NFL history. It seems like yesterday that I watched Super Bowl XXVII, the first SB I ever watched. The QB who won Super Bowl XXVII has since called a few SBs, and will call next year's game, but that's another story. Super Bowl LX took place at Levi's Stadium in Santa Clara, California, the home stadium of the San Francisco 49ers. However, it was one of their division foes who represented the NFC, as the Seattle Seahawks faced off against the New England Patriots.
By Clyde E. Dawkins5 days ago in Unbalanced
Comments (9)
You put us in the scene with your clarity of vision!
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A lovely haiku that majes crave the beach on this gray rainy day. 🥰
Very nice, and wonderfully written.
Oh I love the imagery and wish I was there right now. Beautifully written
Ahh I miss the shore back in Jersey this reminds me of those summer days! Just subscribed to you! Beautiful ❤️
Awesome!!!💕😊💖
Great words and a great pic. The sea looks like it's moving. well done.
Yes!! Loving it!!
I wish I was there.