Cherrypicked stories

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Paring Down

Ours is a world of tiny cuts and bruises. Some wounds cut deeper than others.
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Waiting for Departure

Waiting for Departure Cold morning metal, stationary, soon to be moving, past the first trickle of commuters flowing into the station, swift-moving...
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River

River Strings of lights Overture of the day to come Underground trains rumble an alarm Tell of a new morning awakening Half-light rosy with...
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Wellington

A haiku about the capital of NZ
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Just above the surface

It`s really quite long. Sure you want to bother&;#063;
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Inspector North calls the tune

Inspector North solves a burglary in a rather unusual way.
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Cycling

a chance encounter whilst washing up
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A Sonnet for you

Feeling the loss
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Gilded Cage

Time slips through our fingers, Dusting the past upon the floor, As love flows on towards us And away for ever more. Lost in the madness of a smile,...
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Up

a needle tuned to imperfect north and all its music you are a compass of song magnetic bright on the morning with you I become a bird a sky a star
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Quantum physicality

Even though you are not here, I feel you are. And although it is not you in my arms, I am holding you. You are precious and warm, despite the fact...
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Easy

Atlas with the world as a rucksack. The discovery of fire or electricity. A Houdini trick. Phenomenological philosophy. Life in the Sahara. Beating...
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Faces

look through the window
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The Lovers and the Sniper

T is for The Lovers and the Sniper --------------------------------- Did he ever walk a sweetheart In the mid-day sunshine? Their love was fresh-it...
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A Chip Shop Circle

'It's cold isn't it? I'll have a brandy when we get there.' There was an aura surrounding a rising sickle moon that was giving clues about the...
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Different

Poem
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Valley Farm

John Constable works on his last Suffolk painting, 1835
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Come On You Blues

8:30am. The alarm clock triggers its quadraphonic jangle, ricochets off the walls and splices into my brain like a swarm of hot bullets. It remains...
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Angel Stew

And you think you determine your own destiny
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Louise

L is for Louise ------ Where did she come from? Did she sail across the vast universe In a billowing galleon? A French name....fiery An Irish...

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