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Cherry

trading scars

for S.

Field Pylons

From the grass roots the pylons rise, glinting sky. Cars speed by and by - the clouds blank us. Trees sleep with their womb burden while the pylons go ever upwards. Green truck, trailing hooks; there is no music but cars speed by and by.

The Watch

Time flies. Where does it all go?

when in pain

loneliness does not cure pain...
Cherry

Hearts and flowers

A poem

To My Immortal Love

Have you felt love, such that hurts and lift you up...I have!

Like they did in Antigua

Wesley taught his Godson how to shave on a Sunday after church. The old man had a huge grey candyfloss beard that shone against his black skin...

~DEF 567, Page 142-3 on my London A-to-Z.~

My entry in the ABCtales.com Bloomsbury competition.

Looking for Bloomsbury

This is a poem for the Bloomsbury Competition

the fugative part 5

now introducing the final character we see a relationship blooming and happier times...

The tale of Bill

A humerous horse racing story

Her Life

Just random thoughts

Anti Gravity

A theory on objects.

WOMAN IN BLACK

The woman in black runs to me, And squeals, "Give me your autograph!" I find this rather amusing, And naturally, I start to laugh.

MAN IN BLACK

Something's sticking through his pocket.

Lemonade

A mysterious drink.

Why Am I Still Here?

In the mirror I see someone I don't know. I know where I've been, but not where I'll go. The future is open, possibilities without end. There are no...

Crawling Creature

Sometimes I can't hear myself think. I struggle to find even one, any thought, but they are lost in the frey, missing. This loss is sickening, makes...

Every vowel except you

A eulogy I hope I never have to mean

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