Cherrypicked stories
Heaven
We look upon the new day that hath been born We sit there on a bright summers morn Candescent smells of lilac blow through the air You sit between my...
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- 569 reads
Funfair
Pictures , words , sights and sounds Flashing lights and merry-go-rounds The smell of Popcorn and Candy Floss Win a goldfish on Pitch'n'Toss The wail...
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- 562 reads
Later
sooner or later it will be different it won't be so bad. or it might be worse, but it will be different - to now. to nothing. and no one. and...
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- 687 reads
P....Waiting
Waiting at the train station for over an hour, Cold washes over me And even the woman who sells flowers has started to stare Like I shouldn't be...
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- 708 reads
Concrete
Concrete. Thick, unyielding A gray landscape Soundscape Grey noise surrounding Impounding The sense of soul helplessness Unending matter Thick,...
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- 817 reads
Frozen
There is still snow on the ground. It is the same snow that yesterday framed you with its imperfect white by the lake and hardened under my feet. The...
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- 731 reads
Kelly's Eye
from the top of it on clear mornings like today you can see Brighton my hometown they say i'm not craving salty sea air that much just ice cream a...
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- 1663 reads
Version
I spent this morning asleep dreaming versions of you. And, I have to tell you, we kissed. God, it was fantastic. Even awake, I can still feel your...
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- 794 reads
Hen
I brought the hen in today. It was too cold to leave her out alone. She is the last hen, all the rest have been fox taken, or just died of old age,...
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- 820 reads
Field of Burefly Bells
Sat in the sun the other day, Breeze ruffling hair on skin, Heat on face, Eyes shut, Against the bright white. Only to bring forth a canvas of...
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- 1112 reads
The cane mutiny
hopefully this will leave you thinking
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- 1092 reads
Everything off
Those clothes you are wearing Well, take them off. The skin. Peel it off too. Strip off the flesh, I tell you. No. You may not keep the bones...
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- 883 reads
Wanna Dance&;#063;
Lets Dance. The shallow dance. The dance of a thousand nuances, Of glancing reflections and shadowy corners, The dance of colours, the dance of odour...
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- 1034 reads
A Doubt
I visit all of the places That we ever went, Just to try to find a piece of you there. I'm planning all of the letters That I'll never write, To try...
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- 742 reads
Just something I like...
A trip through some Northern lands...
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- 1068 reads
The trouble with Tolkein
A review of the film 'The Fellowship of the Ring'
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- 1110 reads
Just call me James
James and Julia find love in the most unlikely place.
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- 761 reads
How To Blanch Onions
How To Blanch Onions The recipe sounded easy, told me just what I had to do I know this may sound clich?, but I got in such a stew! Peeling spuds was...
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- 5941 reads
Finding Fleur
Katie's looking for Fleur.
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- 1264 reads
HAPPY NOO(SE) YEAR.
HAPPY NOO(se) YEAR. sneak. Suicide is painfull. My neck is very sore. I've been hanging here for hours - by this drafty door. I'm sure I've got flu...
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- 997 reads
The Things That Are Easily Abandoned
You are Charlotte. You are your bulemia, your boyfriend, your problems. You don't know who you are.
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- 569 reads
Deliverance
how much do you hate your boss&;#063;
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- 813 reads
I wanted to kiss you
I wanted to kiss you like the impulse to walk infront of fast traffic, not wait for the lights to say I can. I wanted to kiss you like licking just...
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- 1016 reads
Nine things I didn't say
Tears are never weak. And there should always be gin and tonic available for you by council swimming pools. Only a fool would think of leaving you...
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- 820 reads
K- From the Outside in
Looking in the mirror
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- 688 reads
B- Begging for Help
Finding without searching
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- 827 reads
DEFINITELY, HONESTLY, THE FINAL EPISODE OF MORSE
TITLE SAYS IT ALL
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- 1095 reads
Breath
The air holds its breath and the day is still. The sun hangs on wire, stationary. Clouds and birds wait in awe for the right to be. Time has no place...
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- 791 reads
Check
Here is a set of keys to a series of locks that are already open: a declamatory watch measuring the weight between glances of the second hand; a ring...
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- 874 reads
F) Portrait of the Artist as a Mince Pie
Portrait of the Artist as a Mince Pie The snow happened at 11.13 and I felt that pieces of you were falling around my car, like a tickatape parade,...
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- 762 reads
Little Paper Boats
Quietly sleeping, awake into dreams. Window blows open.
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- 1967 reads
My dreams and hopes
My dreams and hopes
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- 629 reads