Posted in Blogging, My Poetry, Writing

At the Former Shooting Range

This shooting range if you’re wondering. A short poem inspired by a field trip I had today.

Birds chirping
in the peaceful woods,
Icons crying
in the wooden church,
Victims resting
deep under the ground,
People kneeling,
honoring their lives…



Absolutely fantastic procrastinator. Creative, often irrational, hyperactive. Reader, writer, artist, photographer, film-maker, gamer.

4 thoughts on “At the Former Shooting Range

  1. Usually I don’t read article on blogs, but I wish to say that
    this write-up very pressured me to check out and do so! Your writing taste has been surprised me.
    Thank you, quite great post.

    Liked by 1 person

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