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The adventures of Framlingham

It was shortly after twelfty o clock on the fifth day of the summer solstice in Denzerland, Framlingham decided that he would walk with the wild hyana bushes and mikligan tree stubs in the forest of boondocks.

As time passes

An arrival unwanted One to not trust Strangers from the begining till when will it last? The sounds from the past that continue to scream family or foe? what do they mean? A hurt that grows
Cherry

A sure thing

When he rubbed his eyebrow at the roulette table it signified nothing.

Episode 2: A Slight Breeze

Copyright 2005 by T.A.M. Part 2 of the 9 Creatures of Destruction series
Cherry

the fridge: messages from the dearly departed

THE FRIDGE. Maiko returns to his apartment with his friend. Her name is Padi. On entering the apartment she notices the fridge right in view as you enter. " Hey, have you guys bought a fridge, she asked, sounding surprised.

Chapter 3: The Empty Bed

He felt his skull being crushed inwards, then his entire body as he swirled through darkness once more.
Cherry

The Church of Vengeance.

For a brief moment, in a decade known for aberrations in musical taste, Paul Jobson was almost famous. Working as a sound engineer for a recording company, he was one day given the chance to produce in his own right. And the single he produced, a novelty 45 performed by a TV soap star and a choir of school children, achieved a fame of sorts, or rather notoriety, due to certain allegations concerning the soap star and members of the under-age choir.
Cherry

You Were Good

poem

Meeting pt 7

Chapter 7 I stood there, unable to move. The shock of this made the shock from the crash like a pinprick. I couldn't believe it, I blinked, again and again. It could be true, it couldn't be him, it just didn't make sense. He started walking over to me, but Conner quickly stopped him,

"Guess who's coming to dinner?"

"Guess Who's Coming to Dinner The silken strands of the web glistened in the morning sunlight. The dew filled in sections of the web with a silver pane of moisture as artfully crafted as if inserted with a glazier's deft touch.
Cherry

The warmth

Standing there, A huge smile on his face, In a suit, Crimson tie, White lily in his top button hole, My husband-to-be, The man I'd been engaged to for a year nearly, Yet now, I feel like a stranger,

Wisps

Today, another small wisp rests This time, to define your hair; But nothing is sure in your face, To me, atleast, that's true. Many have whispered about you And with those wisps of words, I build and dream of how you are

Chapter 2: Magical Mystery Tour

Tony closed his eyes and held his head in his hands. He felt so confused it hurt. What was happening? Where was he going? Why did he feel he had no control over anything? Maybe this was still all a dream, yeah it had to be. He could feel himself being dragged through time, except time didn't exist anymore.

Chapter 1: The Coming of the Night

Tony stared at his murky reflection in the filthy window of the bus. Huge bags lay under his heavy eyes, he couldn't remember the last time he had had a decent sleep. How had it come to this? His whole life thrown away, and for what? Telling the truth? His reflection slowly faded as the hot sun retired behind the dead hills. Without even realising, he closed his eyes.

Talk in the park

My first ever poem, a poem of being alone, always. Please comment on my poems it would be a big help....

Vestibule

Something that seems so very easy.

Saves

A poem of want. (please comment on my poems, it would help me so more than i could say)

Natures Plight

My crazed hate for those who hurt the world we live in will sweat with guilt

Paved with light

Another poem of lost love and misery enjoy :)

Agaete: The magic of pristine nature

Agaete: The magic of pristine nature Text and photos copyright 2001 by Mari Cruz García All rights reserved. No material contained in this article may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means in whole or in part without the written permission of the author.

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