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Falling Asleep

We saw them from under the iron gurders And shelter. But they were someone else's coloured stars And mixed with tree tops and roofs. So I asked you...

Wrong things on Bonfire night

Mud on my pink shoes - I was upset, they were brand new. Orange eyes - I thought the flames might heat me up But they melted the toffee in my heads...

In November

Dry night - Hold my breath in your bare powder, I thought your eyes would settle above my shoulders. I, a dismissed chamber maid, turned. Small hands...

Chair

There is a broken chair on the pavement Because I said "I love you", And you cleared your throat To walk away.

Xmas Tale

The sad tale of a revenant

Green Fingers

Disturbed Love

If Blood Be..

Painful, deep, dark and hurtful

Taming the comet

If the maple leaf could stand more than one moment on the wind If we lie here - breathing, unwaiting No time to keep, no talk to end If Rigel remains...

A walk

Thralton and District Conservation volunteers Shall be commencing A circular walk That will begin at Thralton car park On 17th May 2004 At 7.30 am...

Opposition

Tough soccer game

Zebra Theory

Do you think my Zebra theory is a little insane?

February 29th And The Hard Boiled Egg

And all these tears that I have steamed whilst sitting here This past year and a day has caught up with me * I'm sporting a recognised grin Because...

I'm Just Myself

I promised I would love you Till past the end of time But time is what you make of it That's written in the books of mine I said that I would follow...

Wasted Promises

I remember when we spoke of it death was close by that day, As if to emphasize his presence the clouds played ad infinitum Beethoven's fifth, turning...

An Uaigh

GHOSTS COMPETITION ENTRY

world warms

cold world (miku)

A new beginning

A STORY WITHIN A STORY

FIRE AND ICE

You are fire, I am ice The warmth of your love Has melted the icy crust Your flame burned bright Life returned with feeble beats A heartbeat slowly...

NIGHTMARES COME FORTH

Dreams that push too far into your psyche.

Invocation

I count your name three times, three beats from the looking glass.

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