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Pressing
Wanting ways to measure the broken pulses of her junkyard mind is as fitful as walking on needles Where sleep ends her terror will begin for she is a...
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- 1356 reads
A Grammar Problem
Syntactically confusing poem about the confusing nature of grammar and syntax.
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- 357 reads
Darker Times
Poem from a dark place which reading reminds me how far I have come from there.
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- 332 reads
Journey to Nowhere
An Amsterdam journalist in mid-life crisis finds meaning in becoming a street artiste, performing with hand-carved marionettes in 14 countries. This adventure story ends in a dramatic rescue of his marionettes from Spanish customs at Gibraltar. The full story is on www.magicmirror.nl . Click on "Journey to Nowhere" - the novel. What appears below is all that will fit on this site.
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- 500 reads
L journal entry 7/27
I feel a little depressed today. But I also feel a certain serenity. The object of yoga is to eliminate excitement from the system. When I do this...
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- 1300 reads
Y. A Chameleons Colour - Part 2 of 3
More Sci-fi spy hokum
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- 1811 reads
Phantera's mirror
(I) Look better in windows, Walking down the street, Look better in pub windows, When I'm waiting to compete, Look better, Distorted, in shining...
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- 621 reads
Orange
Summer in the garden; building a rockery.
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- 580 reads
His and Hers
HIS AND HERS. sneak Him. Pupils overwhelmed, preparing to dilate. Its hard bestowing compliments - on those who radiate. I have fallen once too often...
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- 887 reads
Still life
Stuck in an office, somewhere, by a window, five floors up.
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- 441 reads
F journal 7/26
Dear journal, It's a hard life. I've been trying to be successful but sometimes I just don't have the weaponry. Today, I organized my finances. They'...
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- 1494 reads
The Watchers
He walked further than most, yet never felt the need to sleep much. Nights would often be spent walking as far as he dared in the dark, before...
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- 806 reads
Old Covered Bridge
Timmy had a fear the old covered bridge ...
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- 586 reads
A: journal 7/25
Dear Journal, This has been an odd weekend and that's putting it lightly. On Thursday afternoon, my Mom and I drove to Portland. My Mom had me drive...
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