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hidden hope

Being bright, being open. Dive in trust the sensation - you are swimming not drowning in a sea of hope. Trust your dreams, they guide your inner self.

Waiting

Time slowing, heart thumping silent phone - only message it to tell me my online bill is now avaliable. So quite, so cold where are you - why does he make me wait so long.

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Seven ( Pt 4 ) Day Moved into Night

That same evening while Cinnamon and her family ate, day moved into night and the fog drifted

On This Side of Heaven

the glitter -- crinkle of new bills and the roar of an engine
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Watching Me, Watching Somebody Else, Watching Me.

Young and precious in his words and Unfurling a red carpet to mark his way;

A Gathering of Horns

Unicorns were not only beautiful, but intuitive beasts. They foresaw a time when the beauty and rareness of their horns would bring about their end.

If Thou Would Not Love Me, Holy Spirit

If Thou would not love me, what is it about me that i should change? i suppose Thee are like a Mother to the Son and Father the Virgin spiritualized be. I long and long for thee
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Patty’s New Job

My second pentathlon punt - inspired by Patti Smith's Piss Factory

A Brief History of Bare Buttocks

A brief history of the art of mooning

Let me love you to the blinds of death

let me love you to the blinds of Death, stretch out your dark, black hair make me a bridge let me know the lineaments of your body, the dearlings of your soul...

Lord Byron

How i wish i were Lord Byron cynical, dashing, and romantic writing poems from heart to art waking souls, waking turbulent emotions. how i wish i could swim the Hellespont

FULL MOON

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Don’t cross the matchmaker

An Irishman working at a language school crosses a matchmaker and gets himself into deep trouble,

Song of the night

I listen as your simple playing speaks to me of decades past It fills my heart and sings its song across the night It haunts me Makes the darkness dance around my bed

Technology and poetry

Technology and poetry P K Routray Technological words get poetic touch implying a general feeling to assume and to judge. But the degree and depth of measurement

Paradise Found

There is a pretty place I know; a place where crystal waters flow and flowers, of all colours, bloom filling the air with sweet perfumes; where birds that have bright rainbow wings
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The Whale In The Bathtub

“My name is Wilberforce”, it said

Sapporo—Japan’s Northern Capital

Brief introduction to the largest and most famous city of northern Japan.

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