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LEGGY BRUNETTE

Light-hearted poem.

Orange-utan

Orange-utan Sorry to sound slightly un-hinged but I'm sick of poets who binge out on that tired joke - seeking a rhyme for orange. It's simple you...
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Why?

A short story about a broken family and the effects it has on the children.

Ice Maiden

Just another story of unrequited love

Emotion eludes the waxing of the soul

it's the soul to breath an imprint, a sign of the past, the ghostly spectacle of something sacred, the pure moment of the complete, remembered...

YOU ARE A PICTURE

You were a picture, Of true loveliness. Your colours touched me, With such tenderness. You were a picture, That thrilled me right through. Like...

B-Crystal Chimes

This is the introducion to the Angel, Emma Chime. Renounded for her pure voice which gave her the nick-name, Crystal Chime. She is from the Northern realms.

A- The Shadow

This is the introduction to the Shadow, the hero of the Western realms.

Full Circle

Medical thriller describing a global pandemic. A Chinese research team recovers a fossil containing an ancient virus.

Tell Me

All the things one is told is something true only when one hears it

LOVE YOUR EYES

I am in love with your eyes, But balls to the rest of you. I just love your lovely eyes, Of the strangest, magic blue. I don't know quite who you are...

Consequences of falling

There was once a very good man...

16 Bit Sex Machine

(I removed this story; If you stumble on it elsewhere, realize that it was written in a mentally ill state caused by ostracism and persecution; I'm not perfect, but over the eventful years, I've shown

journal 11/27/04

I am in a terrible mood. My legs hurt and I don't know why. My feet orthotics are getting old and I haven't had the leisure or the money to get new...

Legend

A short mythical story

colour

Yellow, blue and grey have for me pleasant assumptions, something like an engineer's orgasm at the vulcan red and factory grey of the launch. Blue...

Fairy Floss

a brief dissertation in verse about the nature and diet of fairies

Comfort

Three supple teenage butts in tight jeans performed exaggerated synchronised waddles along prisengracht.

Festival of Days

That field where I lazed and caressed a blade of grass

On Swimming

Poem converted from prose.

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