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Staunton's Dyke

Black chalky burnt bole broken by brutes bashed sobbing wailing borne aloft then brought asunder by giants careless giants
Cherry

The Properties of Mercury

a Steampunk short story - the first of Devereux and Wentworths adventures.. 1898 and a supper invitiation begins a desperate chase across London
Cherry

Dying by choice beats shopping in town

I am too comfortable Within these walls Where terror and fun Once were visitors Door stands solid Pictures on walls Television new Hot water hot I feel no need to write

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Ten ( Pt 9 ) New Beginnings

As the afternoon drifted on, the gentle sound of the ocean's swell and the merriment at Brew Cottage had most people in high spirits, that is except Bracus...

L-O-V-E (Lyrics)

1st Verse: Hello, my friend. You make me sing. L-O-V-E is a wonderful thing. Yellow and Green; Orange and Blue; L-O-V-E is a rainbow for you. Chorus: Without a doubt,

The Majestic Swan King

A poem about King Ludwig 2nd of Bavaria

Declaration of New Dada

like bulb-drawn idealist moths daring to again dance and convulse: fairy-dust flying off our Dada wings as we box by the night light of reaching aluminum aesthete arms

July 29, 2013

woke up at 6. Tired. Worked yesterday. Had a few drinks over the weekend. Drinking makes my body tired but it helps relieve the stress.

The lotus eaters

Ulysses screamed with rapturous joy and then collapsed into unconsciousness. We cut him down from the mast which broke in the effort of our tired out and unwieldy labours.

Ashes I.P.

I yearn so much to be more than I am, that self of mine that took that other road that led to a death much more remarkable than what I would expect of my current form.

Memories of my grandfather

My grandfather was a unique and, for me, a very special man and in telling this I have also to relate other aspects of my father's side of the family; which is rather complex.

my weird life

globes furry

I THINK TO MYSELF NOW THAT IT IS OVER

I think to myself now that it is over As I pick myself up off the floor,

MY FATHER WAS TRYING TO EXPLAIN

My Father was trying to explain

-end of line- the state of the nation

We have accepted so much from this unelected government. We have stood by, as they have have been silent on issues of disability and human rights.

I PICKED UP A GIRL AND WENT BACK TO HERS

I picked up a girl and went back to hers

Streptococcus

1. Plop! - went the yoghurt as it landed on the back of Sanchez the Racing Pigeon. "Aahh!" went Sanchez the Racing Pigeon as he plummeted to the ground.

Saint Rasputin haiku macro-set

on a Tundra by spiral domes rainbow-adorned, a titan was born through the frosted loins of Mother Siberia pushed a monk too "fast"

The moral vine

It’s great to have morals… And, lord them like laurels. How few of us have them— In truth we acquire them. Honestly, from time to time

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