Cherrypicked stories
believe
I believe in happiness, friendship and love I shall always think of home when i hear laughter I believe that everyone is insecure and that we should embrace it
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The Phone Rang
The phone rang. The phone sat on a small trestle table next to where I stood. Instinctively I picked it up. “Can I speak to Robert please?” “There’s no Robert here”
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- 2742 reads
Whose War
Maybe 'Why' rather than 'Who'...
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- 3977 reads
The Devil and Mr Alabanti's Right Foot
Legend tells us a great deal about what happened to Mr George Alabanti after the devil came to collect his soul
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- 1442 reads
Igor Stravinsky
An incident has occured. Somebody has been caught and now they must do some clearing up.
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A Bit of a Gamble Really
Arkwright's Hoof and Horn Products is not the most euphonious name for a racehorse...
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- 1153 reads
The little god
Was it an accident that I found it? I’d taken a short cut through that patch of woodland behind the playing fields, rushing home as usual to look...
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Falling
Snowman wakes before dawn. Waving through the hazy bliss of a snowy morning. The early morning songs and giggles dance their way through from the...
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- 540 reads
Morning in the Park (Revision 1)
John sat on an old bench, next to a path watching the few passers-by, surrounded by an air of peacefulness that helped him relax. He did a lot of people watching; in fact, he was very good at it.
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- 646 reads
Origami Chameleon
An origami chameleon She lay under the porch Red, white and blue as the Atlantic or the Tyrol sky With 2 down please note There are only 7 left to go...
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- 2503 reads
The Music in Me (I.P.)
Approximately 112 song titles, plus a few lyrics. Have attached discography for all interested ;-)
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- 7823 reads
I.P .O.W
far to many connecting words, 17 all I'll and It'S though..
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- 2826 reads
Beware of the Ides of March (part 3 of 10)
Damian Searl is as dodgy as they come and he knows it. He is not particularly proud of it, but neither does it keep him awake at nights.
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- 1106 reads
Winter Haiku
(dedicated to my Ukranian friend Oksana ?Komissarova?) The cold wind it howls in icy Klamath Falls; it howls out "perseverance" yesterday it snowed coating everything; but not
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THAT sentence.
I think I must have been about 12 when it happened, but I don’t really remember. I think I just tried to block it out.
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- 1128 reads
Lyrical I.P.
This weeks I.P.
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- 3887 reads
It's the Song, Not the Singer.
IPOW
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- 3194 reads
How's Frank?
'Frank died...Don't you remember?'
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- 4302 reads
The little girl who learned to read
umm...
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- 9878 reads
Lenore
This was one of my earliest successful pieces on ABC. It's been on its travels through the slush piles and now I've brought it home. Treat it kindly, please.
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- 1982 reads