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Wedding Dancers (1st April 2022)

She dances, Worlds of past collide: As if she was seventeen again, Standing in my size 12 shoes and laughing. Laughing on my shoulder as we learnt...
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Amongst The Memories

Dear diary...Amongst all those young recollections of diverse friendships, now I have only memories that bind us. Words in a poem are linked by...

09.4 Crossroads

Next morning, at breakfast, Madeleine tiredly referred to a map and screamed on top of her voice, “NAZCA LINES! WE ARE GOING THERE! LOOK AT THIS!...
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Living Life Backwards

You know your destination - it's hard-wired into your soul.
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The First Ambassador to Crustacea - 10

Previous Chapter 10. Big Metal Coffin The excitement of donning a black market mech suit quickly faded as Zip descended into the darkness beyond...
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Happiness is a Bonus

A bucketful of lake and this sunshiny day is a feast of pleasure as rays stream across our features replacing frowns & dire thoughts with options...
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Pick of the Month

Life Through a Prism

Audio version at: https://soundcloud.com/user-62051685/life-through-a-prism-mp3 Life Through a Prism Life’s journey viewed through a backlit prism of...
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Janus Look 6

I played the organ at church on Sunday as usual, and my friends asked how I was. “No worse than last week,” I replied. “Oh, that’s good,”” came the...

09.3 Crossroads

At nine-thirty, they passed Calama and climbed Route 24 heading north. Dry desert on both sides and endless highway in the front and miles behind...
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Daisy Chain

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Ray of hope for 'us lot'
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Poem of the week

Ciao nonna

My grandma passed away last Friday. She was 99 and died peacefully in her bed after withering away slowly for the past two or three years. She had survived herself, and there was relief that she was free at last. However, we all feel older, lonelier, more vulnerable now. This, however tiny, is for her. And for my dad.
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Delusion.

A poem i wrote to help deal with my dysphoria, i hope you like it!

War Confined?

If there were no bombs or dynamite, no nukes or WMDs men still would war, dispute and fight, but maybe more confined to battlefields – no missiles...
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09.2 Crossroads

A day later, they arrived at Salta. That French lady wore high-waist tailored pants in black, a white corporate shirt with a sleeveless jacket blazer...
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Lost and looking

Remember about heartbreak I say to the couple kissing but they don't hear me because of a motorbike going past. I'm trying to find the cafe my...
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Legend of the Pah - 4 (S T Vasectomy Clinic)

Alistair returned to the garage, he was feeling out of control, desperate and in this reckless condition, he got inside the Audi awkwardly, scraping...
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Drones and Harpies

All will be consumed.
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The Bitch is Back

Most of us encounter souls in life we love to hate and hate to love, love to talk about, dread the next encounter, yet love the fascination of what...

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