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Weather App. Haiku # 30

Late summer garden Blackbird sings its ancient song, while I'm sifting soil.
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In A World Of Their Own

In A World Of Their Own By Paul McCann Joshua met Lara at university . He was doing an engineering course and she was finishing her studies in...
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The Last Temptation of Kieran Murphy

The Last Temptation of Kieran Murphy It’s said that there is a Heaven on Earth. Maybe this is it. Uphill looks resplendent as I stare out over...
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Xion Island Zero: Chapter 43

The cabin was silent. The kind of shocked quiet that follows a tragedy. Blood had soaked into the floorboards. It oozed from damaged flesh until it...

The Touch of Renewal

The Touch of Renewal This evening has become stillness, where reefs coral my deep Breathe in the ocean, here roots go deep; A place in aquatic...

Down by the river

Down by the river she would meet him and watch him fishing and as she sat down her skirt would blow in the breeze and she would feel free such a hot...

Remnant

Skin tearing, violence. Blood, screams. Agony. Ribs, disfigured limbs, mouths instead of feet, hips bent out of shape, pulsating. Animal sounds,...

Before The Wolfound (novel)

Part 1 - Chapter 1 I’d bought the 28ft yacht into a quay the night before. It had been nautical twilight, just enough to see the outlines in the near...
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Riverside

Sitting by the riverside watching life go by the sun shine down on the surface of the water making dimonds in the day light lookin up I see clouds...
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When I am gone

When I am gone And there is no-one left who remembers me Don’t treat my gravestone like a holy place Break up the stone And give it back to the earth...
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Fire and Rain

If Stevie Wonder had lived in Equatorial Guinea, he’d probably still have thought there was nothing hotter than July in Bulgaria. Here’s one hundred words per day to describe the last fifteen days of a very sweaty month.
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Until Then

Until Then, Please send me a secret postcard from nowhere. But for now, the only thing that belongs to us Are our memories of what led us here? In...

Searcher 2

I awake. I'm still in the tent. There's someone else in the tent. -Who are you? What are you doing here? -I'm preparing you something to eat. Please...
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before Floris

bright low disc shining through cool ruffled grey clouds, late sun caught on purple knapweed and creamy meadowsweet sprays where our goal opens, calm...
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On A Ledge

Photo by Athena Sandrini: https://www.pexels.com/photo/person-standing-on-cliff-wearing-brown-flip...
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Weather App. Haiku # 29

Floris blows a gale, trees are shakin' all over , -retro disco dance!
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MARKeting (2)

Sorry, I know it's been a while since I posted the first chapter of this, but better late than never :) Link to Chapter 1 2. Performance Review...
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A Deaf Girl Living In A Hearing World - Chapter One.

I was four years old when my ears popped and never quite popped back. It happened somewhere over the ocean on the way to Tenerife. I remember...
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Weather App. Haiku # 28

Where's our Summer gone? The sun is on leave today, will be back the morn'
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Violetta Are You Better?

If Stevie Wonder had lived in Bulgaria, he’d have realised that there’s nothing hotter than July. Here’s one hundred words per day to describe the first sixteen days of a very sticky month.
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