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Autumn Haiku
Daylight disappears Cold nights and warm embraces Hide us until spring
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Standing Around
‘That’s the author’s signature.’ ‘But how could that be?’ asked Alison. ‘Wasn’t Ernie dead before they printed it?’ ‘Yes, before they even agreed to...
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Retreads
“How long was I dead for ?”, I asked Jason the male nurse as he checked the chart hanging at the end of my metal framed bed. A minute, two minutes, I...
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A Pen y ffrwd love story
Sometimes I run up the hill, and sometimes I ride Khyber up there. Now I am sitting on the Pen y ffrwd hillside looking out over the long grass of...
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Cynthia.
I remember when a work mate took the two cats that he fed, they were not his cats. The two cats came everyday and he fed them, they never went inside...
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All Hallows Eve
A revised earlier poem, somewhat apt for tonight.
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Mysterious Veil On All Hallows Night
Gaze through gossamer of spider's web, other worlds that appear beyond veil most mysterious and nebulous. Hazy amorphous place just out of reach,...
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Winter refuges
Increasing chill and lengthening dark – the plants and we withdraw within protecting walls of seed, bark, brick until our globe's return in its...
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Our Little Owen Man
Becoming a grandfather’s such a doddle. I’ve done it three times now without even getting out of the armchair.
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The Patrolman - 50
City Hall rose above, casting him in its monolithic shadow.
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The Patrolman - 49
Mr. Slate propped the booth door open, the phone pressed to his ear.
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The Clinic
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Doesn’t that sound clean, clinical? There was a trauma, it stressed me out, and forever afterwards I will be...
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The Leaf Blower - Part 2
Dennis had mostly enjoyed his trip to Malta, soaking up the sun and getting to know Jenny better. As it turned out she brought more than just hand...
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Ooze Next?
Days and nights in dear old Donegal. Part six of nine, maybe ten, but certainly not eleven.
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Killer Clown
An evil man decided to become a killer clown after he watched 'It'. He showed no mercy, murder was a crime that he loved to commit. And just like in...
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7:00 PM, Midnight (Chapter 3)
December 15th. Sunday. It's tipping it down. I don't have the energy to do anything today. Everything aches. I'm in a bad mood. I don't know why. I...
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T.V.
It is good to shop around. Slowly our tv remote, needed new batteries, I did without it as long as I could. I then went to my supermarket and with my...
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Season of Mists
We walk through the park, holding hands, out of habit. Together. Apart. The November air has that kind of stillness you only get in autumn. Not just...
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