My Life's History in Poetry is one continuous poem about my life with no sentence structure punctuation throughout. It entails everything of major significance that ever happened to me and is 5,600 words long.
My entire life is described in this poetry that is continuous in words with absolutely no sentence structure punctuation throughout. It contains the black magic warlock who tried to kill me three separate instances, the criminal law enforcement officers that tried it too, and how I escaped. There are all of the supernatural experiences I have had in my life inclusive an ascension to Heaven where I touched somebody else's celestial body and returned to life on earth as we now know it. All of these scenes take place in my hometown, on the road and living in the street or in the mountains I used to frequent.
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MY LIFE’S HISTORY IN POETRY
When I was ten I started helping Dad on his farm
Now I found out early hard work never caused any harm
When I was sixteen
I made fun of a boy at school who was a warlock
I was young and being mean
So the boy I did mock
That night after driving around raising hell
I almost got killed from his spell
Driving my car home I hit a patch of ice
It started swerving and headed for a telephone pole
I came a hair you couldn’t slice
From separating my body from my soul
I was headed straight for death
Nevermore the raven almost seth
At the last second I hit the accelerator
I beat death by eighteen inches not more
The years before that I did some drinking and smoking
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Then that year I was doing that and some toking
On pot and doing some harder drugs
I hung out with some real thugs
Before I finished high school
I quite broke the attendance rule
I almost never went
Band class was the only thing
It didn’t do any good that Mom and Dad sent
Me there I was out of the door but somehow I didn’t get my
butt in a sling
Each of the last two years I hitchhiked to Florida and back
twice
With no money to speak of
My life was at the toss of the dice
I never found love
But I found sex
That was just fine I had what I wanted without the vex
The other could bring
I broke some laws
And that was a cause
Professional Reviews
Adina Pelle
It's hard to spill on an empty page one's life story but Timothy Louis Baker does it with grace and astute honesty. Nothing is held back and the reader follows eagerly every tangent of a life less then ordinary.
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