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Mercy Killing

Mercy killing P K Routray Photo I see, shocks to me, wretched I feel frustration I cannot conceal. Divinity we flout Our humanitarian traits I doubt, Inhumanity we squander,
Cherry

Old dear

She seems like a sweet old lady, shuffling along, little dog in tow. A Jack Russell I think. It waddles along behind her then stops and squats.
Cherry

The beck

In a dip beside a river ran a beck.

Mix-Match

he knows girls find him awkward and not really understanding

Beyond Innocence

and we saw people a lake with boats houses so high they reached the sky.

And Guess were this has got me?

My own version of the story. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-essex-20888666

Many Days

eyes squinting through branches adorned with pale colours

You're maybe wrong

You're maybe right “Friday night I crashed your party, Saturday I said I'm sorry Sunday came and thrashed it out again

The Further Adventures Of The Ickle Green Men

“Part of our mission is to discover what the Earth people eat,” Number One replied.....

Atticus

10 worded...thing...written about the father in 'To kill a mockingbird.'
Cherry

I have this dream...

…admittedly it is more of a fantasy and it involves the deaths of dozens.

The Robin

Mr Robins always brightly dressed; a red waistcoat wrapped round his portly breast and, over that, a long tail coat of brown; his tails forever flapping up and down.
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Standing Stones

First draft - second draft -third draft- fourth

The Missionary of Spring

Her only words, the song of birds yet I’m convinced the Spring is right. She does not preach but strives to teach and civilize my heart with light. Her gentle flowers have greater power
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My car is ill again :(

I’m off now to the cash machine… but I’m feeling rather ill And I’ll try not to start crying… when he presents me with his bill

Ickle Green Men

“Switch on the electromagnetic force field so that the foolish Earthlings cannot detect our approach with their primitive instruments, Eight-one-seven-three,” said the senior Ickle Green Man.
Cherry

The Ministry

Faith is where the heart is.
Cherry

Days Like These...

Peeling potatoes at the kitchen sink I watch him walk back down the path –

The Quiet

Sitting in the grass where we were sat, outline of the blanket barely disappeared, the light catches a smile, at my expense. Kisses, fingers interlocked, the touch of your skin,

The Brightest People

The brightest people I know don't all have college degrees

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