Rising high above
wispy streaks of candy clouds
to pierce the morning.
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Kari McLeese
teacher, wife, mom, bibliophile
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A creeping in the doorway Lightly on your feet A sneaking in the hallway A rustle in the street. A snapping in the backyard A giggle from a tree A whisper in the still air They've finally come for me. A stirring in the kitchen A chill spreads on the floor A tapping at the window Someone has jammed the door. A creaking in the corner Shadows on the wall, My heart begins to flutter There's yelling in the hall. They're slipping 'neath the doorframe The lights are fading out I feel a hand upon me I try, but fail to shout. Pain is shooting through me A searing down my back Claws upon my every inch Submerse me into black.
By Kari McLeese5 years ago in Poets
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.
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