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Realize

And as I came to realize, What I knew, a strange surprise, The truth was just before my eyes, Not all live, but always dies.

School Christmas Pantomime - Peter Pansy

Sex & Relationships Education is happening in our primary schools. How long before school pantomimes become like this? Tinkerbell -: I'm a boy. I...

What you say and how you say it

I hate what it is you have to say and I hate the way you say it. I hate the words you use with apparently little or no thought to how they might be...

Startled from Wordsworth's dreams

I wistfully rowed upon strreams quivering with moonbeams, carried away by Wordsworth's dreams Whence startled by beautiful poetry in a tree, a leafy...
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Gold cherry

Belief

Placards. Raised fists. A cacophony of shouting. Peace. Justice. Testing on animals. The homeless. It all blends into one. There is just the outside...

I have never written

I have never written of love in any way that denoted happiness but rather perfect imperfections like the scars that being unloved brings, The eyes...

Sleep...I Left It somewhere

Sleep…I Left It Somewhere Turbulent, Incessant Insomnia A mind trapped in a maelstrom Of stormy half considered thoughts. Searching, never reaching...

1001 Genies - Part 2

The Daxonomous took both the sisters by the hand again and they flew over the ancient city of Sandantis to a large stepped pyramid at its centre and...
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1001 Genies - Part 1

Once upon a time, as you may know, there were creatures called Genies and some of them, very few, granted people wishes and did nice things but the...
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salt and steel

on the wind drifts the foam gliding home seagulls roam it's the salt it's the wash it's the sand it's the rush full moon ghostly over the chill...
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Jewels of Africa.

The saffron Queen spins the lilac sky, her rays flick crimson cinders into Royal Blue Oceans. Submerge, sizzle, frizzle...going, going, gone! ...But...

Colouring the Fields

I always pause before signing online petitions. It’s so easy to put you name to something, it could become a reflex, and I would end up supporting...

A. Lone

Sat alone just wondering, Is it me why life's a funny thing, On days my heart may want to sing, yet times when death, I'd want to bring.

BABY SECRETS

not everyone has seen a birth deliverance, full blown but each of us has made the scene on birthdays of our own . surrounded by the darkness then...

midnight

Midnight falls across softly-lit streeetlights; fog whispering across ghostly edifices of houses that are silent in sleep and dream; geometry within...

03.09.16A.D. Part 2

03.09.16A.D. Part 2 I had planned to leave the house at noon for my cousin’s wedding but standing in our local supermarket my husband Paul had just...
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Garden border, George Orwell and Slag Heaps

About five years ago I built a raised border by the front step of our home to cover up the austere ugliness of the bare concrete it had been made...

The Day The Workmen Came Part Two

This is a story about middle class unemployment.

The Day The Workmen Came Part One

This is a story about the effects of middle class unemployment.

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