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Thoughts About Poetry

Is poetry knowledge or participation, immersion in written or spoken words? Is the need to write poetry a need to complete the circle of one’s...

Vengeance Of God - Part 2

He was a man of God but that thug didn't care in the least. That animal walked into a Parish and he murdered the Priest. When he was arrested, he...
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Disgwylfa* Hill

* Diss-gooil-va [the word means ‘waiting expectantly for something/someone’, but we weren’t, just enjoyed what was there for us.] …
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The Doctor Who Sent Too Many People to Foodbank

This story was inspired by an article in the Evening Standard several years ago in which a doctor claimed that he saw the same kind of illnesses in...
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Solstice

The sun has stretched the day as far as it can and another year has passed, we must roll down the hill toward dark night, colour flashing on each...

Yellow Cider

Yellow Cider is my friend but I would advise you never to make his acquaintance. I know that Yellow Cider has killed people. There isn't anything...
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Doing a good thing

It was a wet day when the letter arrived. Rain was beating against the glass panels of the front door and the floorboards creaked as Dave bent to...
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The Interview

The poet is sixteen he carries a rucksack swollen with anxious dreams one notebook in which he jots candid nonsense he does not watch TV or mingle...
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Sometimes I see shiny green glass

You ask me how’s my life. I don’t have milk sisters or brothers to ask me. I sleep because of loneliness disease. I sleep alone in my bed resembling...
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The Coal Porter

Walking with the sand tide against gassed winds. A man shot through gunmetal blue, seeks coal. There were other days of counting the ways, on how to...
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Bleak is the Night

Down in the moments

Going Round in Circles

Finding a way out

Spy 4

Rayna Boyanov is the name of the daughter of the nuclear arms dealer. I like Australian actresses. They really have alot of grit and talent. This...
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Baroque Painting: a strict moral code, asserted with buoyancy

The world of baroque paintings intrigues by imposing quite simple paradigmata in an implosive and complex expression, so often artificial for the...

The prayer of the heart

i pick up the phone to talk for free on sundays/ on the other end of the line there are no other words/ i skim through my phone numbers agenda/...
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'Brave'

This piece was written as a tribute to our World War 1 forefathers on both sides of the tragic madness referred to as ‘The Great War.’ 100 years have...

Blanche and Helen -9 the Finds

It is now September, and Mrs. Warrington and her mother have arrived back, and I feel much more relaxed about my job again. Mr Warrington was in a...
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Mia and Maya

Long ago and far away, in a little cottage, lived two little girls named Mia and Maya who had parents that loved them very much. But then sadly there...

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