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Neverland

I imagine a time or place so distant and far away A place in which I can freely desire and dream A place where time never ends

Blossom

Blossom As I slice through the skin above my veins, My mind and thoughts spill- With my blood. Thinking hurts more than these pains. Thoughts to kill...
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the in-between places

Leaving little behind with little to lose...
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Cherry

Frequenters Of My Garden

For many a year watched crows fly against back drop white clouds...blue sky, They've had their share this my garden feast, hidden beneath blades...

Going Viral: The Day Of The Weasel (or Owl)

...As for supporting the national effort at containment and control by observing newly imposed norms at once sensible and onerous, solidarity soon...

At Noranda Copper Mine

I knew a man who knew no limits in his heart- worked in the Copper mine – walked twelve miles to get the cheque to carry his family knew no limits of...

Afrofuturism - Speculative Fiction. A re-imagining of self.

Afrofuturism - Speculative Fiction. A re-imagining of self. Ytasha Womack (Evolution of a Space Cadet)

Winter's cry

Drip, drip, drip… Leaden winter droplets Slip off mist-bowed branches Drip, drip… Each shivering movement Tears on black eyelashes Drip…

Sky fall

Swiftly the sky fell And the trees dropped Their leaves And no-one spoke There was no-one to listen Caught in the grief Of the leaf-drop They never...
Gold cherry
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Iriecat

First garden tremble on kiss soft paddy paws to spine shake yawls I held you, I hold you your father You circle chased a squirrel, roared with joy on...

Good Justice, Wonderful Mercy

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] We long to see justice – it surely will come – the perfect, true justice then seen to be done; and then there will be a world loving, free … so thankful for mercy …

Caged Bird

Caged bird I know not your heart. Nor do I know its rhythm Though I have seen your tears, heard your words, and watched your life, I am still not...

Feels so good it hurts

Time slip - where did it go?
Cherry

Under glass

Come on, geranium, push!
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Cherry

No love lost

Seems there's a lot of it around

Masculinity in Kipling's 'The Brushwood Boy'

Lit Crit - On Masculinity - in Kipling's The Brushwood Boy, You know when you're searching through the laptop and find something you don't remember writing? Well this happens to me often -remember now! It was a presentation thingy..

Joy Cometh in the Morning

Long gone are the nights full of aches and pain Erased are the days when tears stifled and spilled onto a sightless pillow Gone are the days when...

First Bulge of Sun

peeking from the right then above a shoulder of horizon trees diluting in full panorama shades of clouds reluctant to leave dew-dropped-receding mist...

Breaking News!

Just had a news bulletin in! It seems that we have gone out well beyond the great stratosphere of this our planet earth with a website by the name of...
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