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WebWorld (4.5)
We didn’t talk about it at first. We had things to do. It appeared that the first thing we might have to do was to stay alive. We drove in over the...
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A Home Coming
There were days like this. Home in the image is not where my parents lived, and it may be really nice for all I know. image from Flicker.com taken by Elliot Brown Licence CC BY-SA 2.0
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Sky
Three short lines, inspired by last night's clouds (Langstone, Hampshire)
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Maria and the Bellasis Family
Maria and the Bellasis Family- 1880-1899 This is a continuation of the book about Maria Bowring, but since I have little actual documentary evidence...
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An Inadvertent Indignity
There's nothing like a rasp, To make people gasp. Sends them running to the door, Wrestling with the hasp. Batting around their faces, As if fending...
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Aphasia
Words fall. Fail no sign. The sign is the signifier is the signified Is black. Signs gone back to black.
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Raptor
I have the talent to undo you. Should I rest upon your servant wrist, you could not resist my power there, unable to undo or endure the barbed wire...
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Reflections. Chapter One Pt. Two
Two more games and twenty minutes later the trio left without further upset. Maria had cleared and wiped-down their table before she got her coat and...
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Reflections. Chapter One Pt. One Some may recall this from quite a few years back. A rewrite. And in my real name.
One Frankie’s Diner Adam Carter twisted his wedding ring around and around on his finger as he stood at the foot of two graves in Richmond’s Holy...
The Apprentice
Noo then lad, job's a goodun. You'll do well, even though yer brain is wooden. My time is past, and me guts is black pudden. So I'm off home now, to...
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king for a day
In the nursery hours, bright sway of May
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Four Stanzas in Search of a Poem
What it says. Image is by Carl Spitzweg and is in the public domain because he's been dead quite a while.
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14.2 Ven Conmigo
When she stepped on Santa Monica Avenue, it turned out to be a sublime cool afternoon. A setting sun shed rays on the avenue, shone low over sunset...
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Mad Dogs and Englishmen
An old one: probably written in the summer of 2014, which was hotter than usual in The Frying Pan of Spain, the Guadalhorce Valley. image source flicker.com photographer Beppie licence CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
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Bad Objects
I'm sure you'll figure it out. Image created by me at cooltext.com
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WebWorld (4.4)
“‘Any chance I could meet this Karen?’” Tristan hissed at me as we were led through a series of narrow, wood-panelled hallways. “What?” “ Meet her?...
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What did Jesus do? 4
Peter the Apostle brought a more to life than life attitude and his faith was like flying fish. He couldn’t sit on his arse for a minute. We lit a...
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Old Owl
Old owl am I, sat in the steeple, roosted in the belfry, oblivious to the bells that pull and hope to rouse me from decades of deafness. I leave the...
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Wind Chimes on the Boardwalk
The smell of cotton candy and hot dogs was most welcome on this warm summer day strolling along the boardwalk; it evoked past days of summer as a...
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Sleepy Time
I spy upon a forest with such delight – especially during its finest showing – at twilight colours coating their attire with pluck and style in a...
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