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The Lion's Mouth - Part 2

Venice in the 14th century was a hotbed of conspiracies and intrigues. The secret police had placed lion- shaped letter boxes on the walls of the city so that citizens could inform on one another if they believed treachery was being committed.
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Gentrified

In the early days when they facelifted the city, I drove back north into the maze they made of it, driving through places I never knew, expecting...
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Zoom

Zoom Sitting by Zoom, In the dining room, Tempted to get another snack. He's buffering, I'm suffering, I should have bought a Mac. I try to focus, My...
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A Gathering of the Lads

The band played with the ardor of a group of mendicants attacking a free lunch. The bunting and posters were hung in a lavish array of red white and...

Argibel The Orc : The Bitter Romantic Chapter 3

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The elf female ate the porridge she was given with relish. Argibel noticed this and wondered whether perhaps Gruby had not been feeding her enough...
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The Lion's Mouth - Part 1

Venice in the 14th century was a hotbed of conspiracies and intrigues. The secret police had placed lion- shaped letter boxes on the walls of the city so that citizens could inform on one another if they believed treachery was being committed.
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The January Rebellion

The dishwasher is reading Kafka. The toaster has taken to drink. The freezer has joined the picket line. The whole kitchen is in the sink.
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The Wanderer Returns

My brain was addled. Bonkers Breakfast TV was usually preceded by an hour or two of serious programming where one able person demonstrates that four...
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England's Harmony

I'll miss energy of Winter's bracing cold winds sweeping away cobwebs from summer's heatwave, bundled up warmly; off for a stroll in afternoon sun...
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Not Fair!

So, I was in my favourite shop on Earth. TKMaxx I had just arrived at this particular one, and I noticed a man near the door, by the men’s perfume...

A Poem of Simplicity

April rain means a storm of spattering growth and intensity dripping branches on a journey with one direction -down like tear-drops on trembling...

SOCKS

I love my socks Each day attach All made of silk So they don't scratch I do not fret If they don't match And if they tear I'll add a patch If I run...

Mother Of The Ocean

Mother Of The Ocean By Paul McCann Mother of the ocean how near and how far you are out there somewhere in an open place where the horizon touches...

Man

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It is a man. A man, around the age of 70. His hair is barren white, with hints of gray on his sideburns. The wrinkles around his eyes are reminiscent...
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Play the B-Side

You know it. Image source wikipedia.org and used under fair use terms.

I want to know.

A poem written at 3 am about my love. I hope you enjoy it!!

Search Me

Another silly quatrain.
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