Disclaimer: I own this poem. I also own an iPod and an orange water bottle.

Musings of a Bored Writer: Champion

Champion

heartbeats stronger

than the roar of the crowd

I raise my hands to heaven

and scream

so that

the gods know my exhilaration

and hear

my pride

Author's Note: ...I'm rather "meh" on this one. I've done better, but I think I did decently with the emotion expression here.

Poetry Rule technically applies although I'm unlikely to submit this one to anything.

I've recently launched my first full-length original fiction: Charming, a familiar fairytale with a few twists. For some reason the reader traffic recorder stopped working on me (Anyone else getting this problem?), so I have no real way to gauge the audience I'm reaching.

Thanks for reading this, everyone. Reviews are like chocolate in that I can't get enough; beatings with the Anti-Emo mallet are like medicine in that I sometimes need them.