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This is a poem about Axios, Tritos Doxa; Worthy of the Third Glory of the Twelve Wings of Meridian. A character from a Sci-Fi story I've been working...

I wrote this many years ago, deliberately intended to be a tool for anyone that read it to face their own fear. At first glance, this might read like...

Robed………. Still………. Dark………. Lonely………. Quiet………. Waiting………. Cold………. Alone………. Found out today that there will be an autopsy. x

‘I tell you what, this stereo is quality. The base on this tune, man, the whole damn motor’s banging!’ Dan yelled, nodding his head to the beat,...

Wendy Hooper from IT looks like ET, it’s funny but I’ve never thought of it before. I’ve known her for years but this has only just occurred to me...

Jake Lacey crouched in the bushes and waited.

Love is like the rain beautify and calm love is stronger like a ocean wave hearts that turn into one when you found that someone when you look into...

Dear diary... How I long for breathing space, Evoking past is all it takes To fulfill measure of time... Hiding doubts reflected in Disenchantment...

Sometimes a crop the farmer sows, then clears a line where the footpath goes across his field. Sometimes he leaves the crop to grow and thinks the walkers all will go across and trample down that bit, and so others the footpath’s track will know …