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A Trip to Dear Old Limerick...
A few of my old limericks! Image: mine There was an old prophet called Moses who didn’t like getting wet toeses. When he got to the sea he would part...
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Manchego
Inspired by Lou Blodgett's very funny ode to Cheddar Cheese..
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Epitaph in stone
So, anyway, enough about me. What about you? What are you going to Do with Your life?
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Alienage
In a state of exile from respectability, and a state of alienage from the city of Modernia, we float in the world ocean like flotsam driftwood, arms...
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Einstein a Go-Go
It's about ... whatever you want. No copyright on titles. Picture is Albert aged 3 source: Wikicommons Licence: Public Domain
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FURNISHINGS
Another poem from my 'Sketching In Ireland' mss. Furnishings listening to shower water rhythms then silence as you shave sans mirror wafts of...
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And I am... jealous
And I am… looking through photos of days gone by - your women - sharp intake of breath a caressing finger tells me more than words or deeds. a hidden...
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Tom All Alone (12)
In August, dad borrowed a car from one of his mates at the pub for their two weeks' holiday. Next to Christmas, it was Tom's most exciting time of...
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GOODBYE, SOUL BROTHER 2 - cont
2.124. A straight strike of lightning. The weather is showcasing herself. The coming storm will be a breaking storm . Cloud burst followed by from...
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Bowing To the Inevitable
A political downfall.
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The Olden Days.
The Olden Days. The workmen, they are doing roadworks on our road this week, they gave us full notice, so all our cars were removed. The road looks...
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3.
3. When we send our children to school to make lifelong friends, learn French, German or Spanish. For our children to learn lifelong skills like,...
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WAR!!!!!!!
WAR!!! Our home is over 100 years old. It is a strong well-made, well-built home. Over the decades that we have lived here, one small section of the...
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Fire Wood
I broke and bended every single last branch I had, Which wasn't many - being so new Yet you inflicted death by a thousand cuts, And I bled sap from...
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Becoming Paradise
I am, Not yet rendered in colour.
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Sister Sister
Twin flame, does nothing to explain You and yet without you I am ashes It is not words It is a ravine of No Words It is wordlessness in its purest...
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Prophesy: The Immortal Witch (9)
Part 8 at: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/prophesy-immortal-witch-8 With the revelation, a chill ran through them. This was BIG. Thoughts...
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Price Less
In the Roman tradition, land was measured by the iugerum - the amount one yoke of oxen could plow in a day. The measurement contained the animal. The...
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The Sweetest Thing
There is a cup I keep filling. Each morning I fill it. Each morning it is empty and warm. I have learned to love the weight leaving my hands...
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