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Grasp

grasping for something, but the words do not answer

Thunderhead (Part Two)

“A woman, a man and two children, a teenage girl and a kissy-faced little baby,” he said to his comrades, the rain running down his face in rivulets. “My sensitive nose never lies."
Cherry

Thunderhead (Part One)

“It's sad when a traveller doesn't make it,” he croaked in a voice like rustling autumn leaves as he turned the pale stillborn over in the mud with the tip of his shoe.

Droog

A poem on my hatred of an infernal critic of mine; nothing personal. Enjoy writing friends!

Memories are made of this

I thought our daughter's wouldn't get drunk but...

Memories are made of this

At school I had long plaits and because I came from India the kids thought I was Indian they tied my plaits to Dr Spemcer's front door.
Cherry

Through Nantes

shear blunt battled barbs

Time Travel

A poem about anxiety

A Tube Ride

Travelling on the London Underground
Cherry

Your Name Is Claire

Your name Is Claire, but you don't know that I know it.

When She Turns Around (Love song for the Earth)

1st Verse: When she turns around and sunlight spills across her shoulder; green grass grows on the ground; the whole world gets a lot less colder. And I hear the sound
Cherry

To those who understand

When a whistle sounds like a wailing baby and rain in the car is a crash of white noise, it’s time to wonder if I’m all there and remember that I’m not.

The Man in the Pointed Hat - Teaser Chapter

When Grace, a young woman from England, finds herself trapped in an unusual world, life becomes a struggle for freedom. That is until she meets Topper, an ingenious rogue who loves to cause mischief.

wasted years.

There was once a time when I thought I knew you Before all this mess and meaningless waste Before you slammed the phone down for the last time

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Nine ( Pt 5 ) What Next?

The forest reverberated to the sounds of the wind and rain, it was haunting and would have sent shivers through even the bravest of men.

A Visitation

I can hear the stream crinkling nearby as it swerves around a bend.

Goodbye George Jones

You were a very talented man. My late mother was always your fan. Millions of people loved you and they loved to hear you sing. Two of your best songs were Two story house and White lightning.

desire of death

Life comes once and gives hundred desires and we do million mistakes. death comes once and wash away all your worry and sorrow in a drain.

By Silver Stream

We watched the ripples grow.

Charts

dream

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