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Turning Point

Gazing intently at Clouds in the sky of gloom Glow with iron-hot red As if my wounds ripe enough To burst as active volcano erupts Quite confused I...

Let my Bygones be Bygones

Striking a matchstick gently On the surface of the matchbook For warming up the winter Underneath the wetted wooden log As leftover after burnt...

Letters to a mini-me*

To Amy, my mini-me!

Postcard: Sybil Thorndike 1934

Written about a black and white postcard...
Cherry

Apples

The dark tea-time of the soul

Question

Will make you think

Nothing To Write About

It all started one perfectly normal evening in September. It was raining outside. We had just eaten a dinner of pasta with tomato sauce, cheese and...

Me

a (boring) day in the life of me

Upwards Ladder

Before my song is even sung I stand upon the middle rung. The ladder's top I cannot see; It stretches to infinity. Step by step I make my way, Hour...

Joy in Dull Grey Streets

Rain falls, pattering A steady beat into The music, totally Alien in the grey. The rain bounces Off the street, In a boundless dance. A figure,...

Dance of Joy

Music strains from Every fibre of my soul, And dances around me. My heart, it soars, As love adores, The symbol of my youth. My feet, they start, To...

Maps

Written for Catherine B, and now I have no-one. I pushed them away.

Dear Alice

The way things used to be

Amber

She passes through the years like smoke Crouched in moments of perfume or setting suns Rain on a window whispers softly She will walk in dreams at...

Ulysses

Ulysses In the dim half light of a winter afternoon at the turning point of an opaque day He stood among the labyrinth ways defying the gathered...

Here,there be Dragons

Night threw its cloak around the bed covered the lurking demons and said; "Time to sleep,if you may forget the guilt". Three o clock the silence...

The End of Days at 3am

The end of days at 3am The clock ticks my life away,as November yawns and drizzles on indifferently,in the fog which slyly chokes the streets which...

WILL YOU

WILL YOU. will you stay with me. here in this place. our place, safe and secure. its raining outside, loud hard cold. i have you. your hands are so...

PANIC

PANIC. out of the darkness comes a hand. famillar. i recogise the hand. after the hand come a body and eventually a face. your face i know your gone...

VERY NEAR

VERY NEAR. and you still talk. this is a test. so far,your failing. im very near. behind my back. call it a sixth sense. call it a present from my...

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