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Closure

Scott was a magnificent specimen of manhood. Ripped, as the young say. Nothing like his skinny and dissolute father, wherever he might be. Oh, he'd...
Cherry

The further adventures of Stan -2

I won't go into great detail about those first days after Stan moved in. He settled in very easily, and my life was so much happier, so much less...

Room Escape Puzzle - Keys and Boxes

You wake up in a strange room. The only exit to the room is a hatch in the ceiling but it is too high to reach. Puzzle 1 - Infront of you is a large...

Omar's Diary for Friday 9th October 2015

IN TROUBLE, POLITICS AND HORSE RACING Having kept away from my diary for quite a while now I hope that this posting will be the restart of a renewed...

Children

It takes a village; but a child will not be taught, would run free instead.

Home

She who would once fly, lays her red heart in his lap; unwinged but free.
Cherry

Salou and Portaventura

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My thoughts on Day 3 of a relaxing holiday in Spain, as I adjust to the freedom of being on holiday and observe the ways other people behave. My thoughts are also inspired by matters in the news.

Knowing Time

Safe journey, my love

Daddy's Girl

Daddy’s Girl Our lives once burned bright as day, Our souls so tightly clung. But love like smoke all blew away, We were so very young. Lost in a fog...

Sweet Hell (Part 4)

Late afternoon, cloud cover and gloomy in the sky, in tone of pink and grey and no sunlight penetrated through. “My mother wore a brown sari, looking...

Lonely Nights

I put my head on my pillow, and imagine it’s your chest, because if you were here, my heart would ache less. I snuggle into my blanket, and pretend...

The Ocean Between Us

“If my love for you was an ocean, there would be no land, my dearest”, She told him one night. And he replied, “Oh my darling, my love for you is an...

W.J.F

My love, I have tried many times before To write a meaningful poem All for you, But… Suns were too dull, Oceans were too small, Rainbows too grey,...

The further adventures of Stan -1

September 16, 2015 I've never written a story before, and really have no idea how to start, but my friend Stan says, “just put your thoughts down on...
Cherry

Returning

YOU cross the park as the evening gathers, the playground is deserted, streetlights spark up orange beyond the trees that veil the main road. You...
Cherry

Boy

Going through old recordings ...

The Addict And The Millionaire

The Addict And The Millionaire By Paul McCann . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LpMcvI-T-CY . A shot into his vein and a rush into the brain,...

Pharaoh

I love your flared-nostril pharaoh face, Your thick neck and muscled arms. Your wide-legged walk, incessant talk, Your awkward cheeky chappy charms...

Of What a Dream

Resting now on Morpheus sweet mirth, Visions alight and glorious sparks birth, Of what a dream! Slowly drinking the Lotus sweet nectar, Troubles and...

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