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Implosions of the Soul

A comment on where we go now, after the recent terrorist attacks

My Wife, The Bitch

My Wife, The Bitch I slept naked last night in the hallway. The bitch banished me from the bedroom when I came home drunk. She knew I was too drunk...

America's Resolve

War against the Barbarians.

Just smile

Just smile A light from somewhere deep within Refreshing Your silver fingers Lined with black A warm sensation deep within Spelled out by my childish...

Journal entry

So many sad events this week. That terrible calamity of gross, historical proportions. The loss of so many beautiful, simply innocent lives never...

Do you remember

Do you remember carefree days? When summer times seemed long, when bands played on the radio and sang a favourite song. When worries seemed so far away and every sky was blue. And childhood wasn't yesterday and everything was new. When tiny things seemed very big and every step seemed vast. When each and every milestone was as important as the last. When Christmas time was magical and every wish came true. When silly things that made you scared, Like ghosts and Dr Who. As years go by and dreams move on the child within me stays. And nothing seems so very nice compared to carefree days.

Mr Moon

They just don't tell them like this anymore...

Hugh

HUGH Teddy bears are lovely Teddy bears are fun, When I was little I used to have one, He had a red ribbon tied into a bow, Wherever I went My teddy...

Garden of England (The)

God awoke one morning with a smile upon his face. He said, "I'll make a special something to give meaning to this place. I'll get a few ingredients...

An Acrostic Poem

A rtfully counting metre and rhyme C arefully downwards in a line R eading from the top to toe O ften shows where you should go S ecretly meant to...

Shards of glass

A flash, or realy short story. The first appearance of Sally Campbell.

Columnist

For those of you who wanted me to write something a little different...

Personal Hell

I'm gonna tie her up, throw her in the buick, and burn it.

Life and times

Do you live your life, or does it live you&;#063;

Until the darkness comes.

A man's visions of violence plague him throughout his daily life.

Movement

Thoughts from those final moments.

Digging

A man digging a hole finds more than he wants to.

Effy

A lifelong journey to a haunted house.

Leave the room

Its a poem about leaving.

Resentful

Here are the pieces of human weakness

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