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sleep gently

sleep my gentle my dear my treasure sleep my love my miracle my own freely easily darling bliss and peace sleep sweet my dove mine alone slumber...
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I Will Ride

Anybody see Boris's bus crash interview with Susanna Reid? Unbelievable. image wikipedia commons.

Acrobats at Rest

It's about... whatever. Can't use the picture used for inspiration, so I made my own from available pd elements
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Ugly Puggly 18

Ugly Puggly was doing something with broad beans and peas, boiling them to death. ‘Whit have you got in the oven?’ I smacked my lips together, after...
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Trail Of Thought

A poem written to the sounds of Jazz, and inspired by the Bohemian and Beat Generation. Afternoon Lounge Jazz - Relaxing Jazz Music for Work &...
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On Being ‘Alone’

A death at any age, if it could and should have been avoided, is a death too soon. The life of a person with no children, parents, siblings or...

We are Family

Times have changed. The three gods stood silently in the void. Lore contemplated their life and how their decisions had led them to being offered a...
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Another Country

I wrote this in May 2015. I have crystal balls. I do not know this past, save through the prism of books written at the time they're supposed to be depicting. For it was not like any past I experienced first hand. Nostalgia is seductive, reductive and contains the nationalist propagandist's biggest lies. Image created from CC0 original.
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Into the heart, out of the mouth

…your eyes, your heart’s door … Direct the attention of ears to what’s good … Not nosing out dirt … mouth trained not to hurt …
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butterfly moment

truants of moonlight soft as forgetting wings, pale, delicate flicker in arcs then fold, as hair-fine feet cling, taste star white wild garlic...

Grand Opera

When Grand Opera isn’t. The Magic of a successful, grand opera is a mystical experience. It is a poly-euphony of melodious orchestral pieces, the...

Tumultuous Times

Once the sun kisses an edge of horizon new adventures begin- a raucous wind stirs the pot with a mix of sound and turmoil lifts an eagle into layers...
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Ugly Puggly 17

We balanced plates of linguine dappled with parmesan on our laps in the living room. Ugly Puggly sat in his armchair across from us and sipped green...
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Curiosity

Imaging you are 103 year old. You are still alive and kicking, You still like playing marbles, eating too many pieces of cake on your birth day,...
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A Theft

I have set myself the challenge of writing a ghost story a month in 2022. This is probably more wierd fiction , but my challenge, my rules.

The mothers line

I want to know and understand the secrets of the past who now lie hidden to the world My great grandmother I only knew in myth and a single faded...
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The Infinite Lore

Ringing, endless ringing. Their vision was blurry, their back ached and to top it off there was an unexpected hand in their face. They grabbed at it...

The Du’Walles Cometh

The room emptied. Lore was alone with Reality. Neither of them knew they had less than an hour to prepare. “You stared into infinity when we created...

The Dramatis Personae

Lots of people. Lore had forgotten that fifty two Reapers did not translate to just fifty two people. Alarms wailed as more and more of the newcomers...

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