gregory hillman

Rookie (03-15-1985 / Reno)

Fighting To Be, A Boxers Melody - Poem by gregory hillman

I circle him, the demon
The fire red 12 oz. stones
The rage building, dazed
He is my own.

Two minutes in, waiting
A glorious bell
A safe haven, blind
Blood flows, a burning hell.

Cold rush, screaming blur
Teeth clenched love, kill him
My shadow approaches
Eyes bleeding at the rim.

Ring blurs, white light

Comments about Fighting To Be, A Boxers Melody by gregory hillman

  • (11/3/2007 4:33:00 PM)

    A boxers life huh. Nice little write. Keep writing! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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