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Rites for the Living

It's about natural justice.
Cherry

Cup of earth 13/08/03

We followed tracks a hundred jeep-deep, an outline of shark-teeth, down to the belly of a great bowl of wildlife a retirement home for bull elephants...

Famous In 1957

farm yard short

The Man Who Thought Too Much

A man wakes up one morning to realize he has to think about everything, even his breathing...

Plow Horses

farm yard short
Cherry

Winning In The Final Minute

30 minute speed story from inspiration on ABC Frontpage.

In love; falling

Speed prose: An elderly lady and a young man are forced into a conversation because the plane they are in is about to crash

W: Rescue

Speed poem about knights in shining armour who have not thought it through...

Wrapping

She glistens Alluring innocent eyes Impenetrable behind tinted glass She sways Each camber sculpted Each blemish erased All truth concealed Some seek...

Asundered Heart

Eric wasn't happy, it had rained all day and he suspected he might be suffering from SAD, Eric suffered from everything going. He sat slumped in his...

Home

The spring of summer grass Buoyant beneath my feet Lightens life's imparted burdens Free of pathway crowd and street Undulating hillsides Tractor...
Cherry

Poem For My Granddaughter

Today all I know is I cannot get out of bed. The world has turned grey at the edges. Eventually it will shrivel up completely. I'm thinking of all...

Nolo contendere

Taking the care of the environment seriously.... from an entirely different angle!

Cookies

to make them proud, and in the end, its me who is dissapointed

Z is for Body Talk

"So, you're not happy with your body?" The doctor leaned back in his chair with an air of nonchalance as if he dealt with this kind of thing every...

Shooting Star

Tonight I saw a shooting star And wished upon with childish hope As its beauty faded from the Midnight sky in a momentary flash Of white brilliance...

Who Am I?

When you look at me Across a crowded room, Do you see who I Really am? Staring back at you From behind the shutters Of my mind. The surreal smiles...

Lipstick, Powder and Pain

I am the first victim, Caught in the snare of their lies. An experiment gone wrong, Some say. I say I die. ...Fabrication...Lies ...Falsehoods.....

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Baby Found

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