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Cider with Gramps
I don’t recall that last time I ever saw you...
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Elusive Sleep (IP)
you drift and doze … elusive sleep just comes and goes … ‘how come I missed the dawn?'
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Sleepless in Settle! (I.P.)
Sleepless nights! Tell me about it!
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TOM .....part 5
Tom was led home; ready for tea and the end of their shift.
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iSwerve
“Nah, it’s OK. We’re in the middle of nowhere.”
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A dweller on the threshold
After breakfast the doors were opened and it was as one man stumble stumble trip all fall down. All over the grounds littered like corpses patients were lying around sleeping on the lawns.
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A Man Chooses; A Slave Obeys - Chapter Four: Part Two
Trying out shorter sections to see if anyone prefers that. Any feedback would be more than welcome.
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Tortuously delicate embraces
It had been less than two weeks since he had slammed down his pint showering me in coruscating petals
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A Man Chooses; A Slave Obeys - Chapter Four: Part One
“Hey Paulie, d'you remember much that happened last night? I still can't see much.” Vinny and Paulie were sat on a bench in Arcadia enjoying the fresh air and getting a bite to eat.
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Betty Lou
Let me tell you about a story that's certainly true. It's about a lady who was named Betty Lou. She went to school with my uncle and was the mother-in-law of another uncle of mine.
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Low Land (2): Iffley Meadows, South Oxford
I don’t often do a full circuit of the Meadows. Most often, my route is down the riverbank with my family to the Isis pub/café.
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Too Much Sky - Prologue
Something old I never finished editing that I forgot to post. maybe the beginning of a novel, I'm not sure.
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Tom
He was too quick for Jenny; rushing to get the oranges that spun; like orange suns in the gutter. She was thinking of the bills she still needed to pay.
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Ode to a Stickleback and Romanticism
Trackback Pseudopod is – probably – the least well-known of all the Romantic poets, even though to his contemporaries, his 'Ode to a Stickleback' was one of the best known poems of the time, even
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I Didn't Come This Way, You Know?
I didn’t come this way You know? I have to work it Till I’m just so I adjust my teeth Till they’re feelin’ just right Then a hasty comb-over In a hundred watt light
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She Dances
She dances in the sheets at night, She dances to his needs She dances ‘til he feels just right, Until he falls asleep She dances at the crack of dawn, And quickly cooks his food
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The Triumph of Decadence
It was my first voyage as an Ordinary Deckhand with the RNR, and I was just seventeen years old.
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The Meaning Of Life ( Cont)
Continuing form part one. More about this man.
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CCTV times – Flash Fiction
Camera 1 shows a peaceful summer garden; little birds hanging onto the bird feeder; pretty flowers waving to me in the breeze; a blue sky and a bright sun.
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Goneness
I've long forgotten where I meant to start this wayward tale, my mind swirling in a rage of feverish dreams and thoughts, Bob Dylan's the 'times are a changing' echoing through my head like the cymbal
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