Mr. Hyperbole – C.D. Anders

Poor Mr. Hyperbole,

the saddest man you’ll ever see,

his heart is made of straw and hay

(at least that’s what he likes to say),

it burns with fire half the day

then all the rest is blown away

except his words–his fixation–

which negate exaggeration

I feel terrible that I haven’t read through everyone’s stuff all this time. I will be back at the blogging more when May rolls around. Hope everyone is doing good. If anyone needs anything just use the contact page. Until then, happy trails and God bless! –C. D.

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Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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