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The Ufonauts (Part Three)

A tale in four parts inspired by the often surreal alien abduction mythos.

The Ufonauts (Part Two)

A tale in four parts inspired by the often surreal alien abduction mythos.

The Ufonauts (Part One)

A tale in four parts inspired by the often surreal alien abduction mythos.
Cherry

Gladys Bettess

Alnmouth, Northumberland, Spring, 2013. On a bench with Gladys Bettess. Overlooking the bay. Above us, a kite, swirls, panics, and falls. The disappointed pilot winds up

Until I follow you

Love hangs upon a star But it’s equally as scared As a ministering moon, Whose prayers go unaired? Who’s absent hope abjection? Cries a harbor light! “Love me, land on me soon.

I could kiss him forever

I could kiss him for ever I could kiss him for ever Kiss That bit of fluffy tummy he showed me White - A white love Fresh as rainbow raindrops To my ocean "I am determined" he said

my sorrowful hymn

Hope hoping again Familiar pining Self shamed Woman Full thighed strong Vulnerable heart weeping screaming Rage Hurt Not him. Him, him, him, him, him, him, him Him and Him and Him
Cherry

For Silver

The time of the year when the sun sets further away...

saccharine boots

We'd all like to say, no, skin doesn't stain, that we never feel, a saccharine endearment, at the site of pretty boots, side by side , a loveable type of nausea.

sunny acrosstic poem.

Sometimes it is to hot. Up there is a nice sunny sky. Next time make it colourful. Name it better and wonderful. Yet it will eventually rain.

Unwritten chapters

There are still blank pages in the book that is my life, pages to fill with memories. But when I read chapters previous I see things so marvellous, all the memories of you and me

Taranta

A gentle breeze lightened the heat of noon. The tiny hairs on the back of her arms tingled with delight at being outdoors.

Death of Connor Sanderson: Chap 1:Part 9.

London,1910: Abraham Stoker's 'Dracula' had made barely a ripple in the pool of human consciousness. We meet Reginald Cranham, Connor's best friend.
Cherry

Monkeys

And they’re there. Loose. Panning for gold by the traffic lights, arms outstretched like they were fifteen years before in front of the Sacred Heart of Jesus.

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Nine ( Pt 2 ) Time To Leave

When Lena finished speaking, Jay glanced at his brother-in-law, trying to get his attention without much luck,

Why, dandelion it isn’t easy…

Why, dandelion it isn’t easy to lie down In these weeds and fall in love We don’t all have to be golden, Stoic, and upright; shoulders above. To fall like a seed-head

POEM: A Love That Knows No Bounds.

The Moon's lament of forbidden love.

A BRIDGE TO DREAMS - PART TWO

A BRIDGE TO DREAMS - PART 2

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