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My Greed in my deed

By pkroutray on Tue, 29 Sep 2020

My Greed in my deed “Greed you must shun so as to ascertain a place in heaven” parted to me as a sermon since my very early age through curricula’s...

Humour

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Countdown Sunrise

By forest_for_ever on Tue, 29 Sep 2020

Countdown Sunrise Today I saw the sunrise I’ve seen oft before I watched the fiery cosmic wonder As it tore the night asunder Soaring in the heavens...

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hugging Lauren at WOMAD (1990)

By Coolhermit on Tue, 29 Sep 2020

hugging Lauren at WOMAD (1990) Lauren wandered the showground willing herself into another time, another place, best of all home stroking Beefheart...

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Hot dreams

By mcmanaman on Tue, 29 Sep 2020

The chefs are cycling uphill to their flat, three of them all in sleeping bags on the floor of their rented room above a chip shop. I once watched a...

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Hi small girl

By mcmanaman on Mon, 28 Sep 2020

We are in the cinema and you are with probably your dad. They're showing ET. It's some kind of anniversary I've always said cinemas should show more...

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A prompt is a cue

By mcmanaman on Mon, 28 Sep 2020

Sometimes if I hear an aeroplane I book a holiday. If I hear an ambulance I cancel my next day's plans. You know those few seconds before someone...

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a man finds the horizon

By h_v_h on Mon, 28 Sep 2020

one day he drifted out to blue he spoke always of nothing else for him I wished it might be true for him I wished and for myself relentless wind...

Talking to myself ( a old lady looking back at her life)

By swindonwoody on Mon, 28 Sep 2020

Tick tonk, tick tonk dame clock. You know each tick and that second-hand goes and another bit of life goes. But then again oh well I don't know. You...

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This Summer (2020)

By sylviec on Mon, 28 Sep 2020

This Summer (2020) July arrive, hot and sweaty, escaping lockdown, gradually easing itself into summer’s swelter while occasional comfort zones...

Nature

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Escape Into Art

By skinner_jennifer on Mon, 28 Sep 2020

Paint me an ocean scene call it autumn by the sea, figures standing windswept on grassy cliff top feeling free, requesting invitation to welcome...

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Something You'll Have To Live With (3)

By sean mcnulty on Mon, 28 Sep 2020

Part 3

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Something You'll Have To Live With (2)

By sean mcnulty on Mon, 28 Sep 2020

Part 2

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The Komsomol - Part Two

By Talo Segura on Sun, 27 Sep 2020

They set off together, the two of them. Pavel was the oldest person there, apart from the camp director. At twenty-eight it was his final year...

Story

The Komsomol - Part One

By Talo Segura on Sun, 27 Sep 2020

The ladder creaked and little clouds of dust followed behind the boy as he climbed down through the trap. "What are you doing up there, Sacha?" He...

Story

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Seven Months now, or Eight.

By TheShyAssassin on Sun, 27 Sep 2020

Seven months now? Or eight? Is the Texas sky still blue? Or black with the corpses of those who should have lived. Does Karen still tend her garden?...

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two tankas, two free form

By Coolhermit on Sun, 27 Sep 2020

and so I sigh a gentle breeze may cool foreheads with a kiss, ruffle a child’s hair, uplift a butterfly, sow a flower seed, raise a petal from gutter...

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