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Healing (Part Six)
I suffered a further several months of ups and downs after my glorious rebirth before I started to obsess about wreaking revenge.
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Waste
How easy it is to waste a day To stare while the hours ebb away Then drift into that restless sleep Of those who haven't earned their keep
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Lydia.
This is a true story, I have changed her name.
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Saturday Evening, Aberdeen Beach
Lighthouse winks on the headland, Promising a haven for weary vessels. A boat with a beacon sails the tide, Out for herring, in the salt and smack of spray.
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South Sutor
A sleeping giant, the headland rests Heavy on its side, water washing its head. Over the firth is its still brother, North Sutor, alike in dignity and history.
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The Rotten Teeth of the Plough
Worrying the earth, tearing at the terre, New hope for the harvest born of pain As punitive steel bites the soft crust, Stripping away the living green, Fallow no longer.
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TELEPHONE A FRIEND
hello ?
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I want to be with you
Broken poem of love to a busy world
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Helmikuu – Month of the Pearl (The Finnish name for February)
Gentle clouds, with snow white curls scatter their little drops of moisture which, touched by winter, turn to pearls as bright as those from any oyster. And, likewise, little pearls of joy
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Coming home
It's alright now He's in your arms He's in your arms and he's beautiful He's coming home Seemingly so fragile But he's really oh so strong Nothing could prepare you
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Borders
Because they have decided it would be good for me to grab some air. I step outside my hands spread out like an atlas, the compass of my pearly white body spinning, grappling
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Love is the Key
Life is like a river flowing ever flowing never really knowing what lies around the bend Beginning at birth the river of life gets wider and wider as time goes by As the stream widens
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A Universal Health Care Dream
This is humor and satire, but based on facts, and...oh heck, I made it all up. Relax and have fun with it!
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Why?
“I can’t believe it!” I cried out. My knees suddenly felt as weak as cardboard and I fell. I closed my eyes and braced myself. It seemed to take a lot longer to reach the ground though.
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Ghosts (Prologue: Heroes)
Prologue
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Sooner than Now : Chapter 1. Freshers - Part 2
“Have a seat, Esser.” Says the Beard with a self-satisfied smile and waving a limp hand at the beige sofa. I bet Ben would tell me beige isn’t in.
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FILIPENDULOUS
hanging by a thread
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Reincarnation
Reincarnation fact or fiction
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To live, to write, to strive... for cherries
A few well placed words And the cherries will come They said. Some grit, a touch, a twist Just follow the rule of thumb They said. So I pulled it out the bag I worked it hard, too hard,
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