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White Light

I arrive before work, walk past the bandaged faces, the consulting room where crisps and cartons of grapes are laid out on the examination bed –...

Frog Prince (Children's Game)

1. There are two players. A and B. 2. Each player has 5 cards and a dice. 3. The Cards: Each player has 5 cards. 4 of them have frogs on them (A blue...

The further adventures of Stan -14

On Friday, we caught the bus, which was very crowded with locals as well as tourists, no doubt from many people going into Dubrovnik for work. It...
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Baddies in the dark

My bedroom is bright. It's pink with flowery walls. There are teddies and toys... lots of them. I like to be in there, playing, reading etc. But at...
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The Craven Danger Radio Hour Video - Part Two _ The Biggest Gun Goes British

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-3qnZnuoWo The Craven Danger Radio Hour In Under Five Minutes D Craven Danger, where are you? G I’m in trouble D Won...

Silence in my heart

Where I was filled with laughter and childish chatter - a joyful noise. Gentle chimes of love, the background for melodies and the rythms of day -...

Like Love

Standing naked in the star Of the heavens of your heart Rolling over heads above And it feels like love. Waking sideways, slowly smile, In the...

Perennial Jeopardy

Sweet wine and bitter ale jiggled in argentine chalices, the spirituous contents spilling over tipsy mercenaries and ligneous flooring. Scores of...

The Struggle

my life done had some ups n downs left me lonely on the couch a true parent i aint been drowning misery and sin wanna come up cant git up i give up i...

The Word Tax

They said that the word tax would destroy literature. The finite flash fiction would replace the epic novel. Authors would reort to sitting in the...

Hopes and dreams

On a recent holiday, to a place we love. 'They have no hope in me. I have no hope in me!' A seventeen year old boy, face impassive, looking straight...

The further adventures of Stan -13

Upon arriving at Dubrovnik airport in Cilipi, we were met at the bus station by Pavo, the owner of the apartment we had booked. Several others from...

Paintscape

I paint the sky first, beginning with a pure white, washing in some blue, then a different blue, a bright winter aqua. I paint a darker blue into the...

My Wave

Send those flowers on the floats Along with love and thoughts Oe ye! Aloha! Bear in mind such devotion In a style of Hawaiian tradition Spend your...

The Ghosts of Decency

I grew up in an era of politeness and peace Perhaps that was false innocence from me War was supposed to be over And we were supposed to be free...

The Youngest Sister

I went to visit my sister two days this week, and she needs help she aint willing to seek. I was hugged and told thanks for coming, then i got put...

Who am I?

I am a thousand unfinished thoughts... I'm hundreds of questions, most of them beginning "why...". I am dozens of unfinished poems that end half way...

Sons and Mothers

(This true story inspired by Poetry Monthly) 'We are what we eat', some might say, whilst others argue, 'We are what we wear'.
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God Is Our Hero

God is our hero and I love him. He's our only hope in a world that is so grim. We need God now more than we ever have before. God can save us, he's...

EBOLOWA 24

24 Tuesday night, Douala, Cameroon First class passengers got through quickly but it wasn’t a big airport and Eileen had no trouble keeping Candace...

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