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Farewell

Now think of this It's nothing but darkness Surrounding you Black as black can be You don't know where you are You just know you're alive And...
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We Will

We Will We will be what we are, said the liar. His eyelids sewn shut by his hand. We will clip the wings of the flier, Angels buried deep in the sand...
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mummy I miss you

Mummy I miss you Mummy I miss you I saw you most days. Nothing too exciting, just coffee, shopping at Tesco's or in town. A trip to a garden centre,...

Enter Dimension

Enter Dimension Resistance’s stubborn face it will not show, in the glassy sphere persistence bumping my elbow I know I must leave here. Water blue...

As Good As Marmite

Dear diary...love it or hate it, I was just twelve years old when I discovered marmite...no just kidding! What I'm really trying to say is; that back...

God's Day Of Rest

God worked so hard when he created the Earth that he became tired. We are alive because of him and because of that, he should be admired. On the...

The Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - new 39

March 11, 2013 Monday morning I finished off the room at the house on Marple Hall Drive. I was pleased with the effect, and thought Mrs. Reynolds...
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Poem of the week

Breasts

All of them
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When The Sun Comes Up (Song)

1. When the sun comes up it fills me with hope; when the sun comes up its like water and soap washing all the weariness away; got a brand new heart...

The Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman -new 40

March 12, 2013 It was pretty late when I finally got up. I don't suppose I got to sleep much before 5, so not surprising that I slept until nearly...

Dropped Kisses

I leave you kisses everywhere, littering them like trash-dropping them here and there. My kisses become clutter in the day to day havoc that is your...

Chapter 22 Cyber Soul

Chapter 22 Cyber Soul While the ship flies toward Wayferra, I reconfigure Penny’s bedroom, remaking it into a body-altering chamber. She is so eager...

Tomorrow

Tomorrow The fingers of my dieing hand are rooted deep in soil and sand. So is it sin to reach too far, a sin to try to touch a star? Am I tree bound...

The Marvellous, Multicoloured Spectruman (IP)

In through the window of the 4th floor apartment burst a strange arc of darkness, like a rainbow except that, instead of colours it was made up of...

This Psych Ward is Driving Me Crazy

Dr. Berg held the coin between his thumb and forefinger like he had held dozens or maybe hundreds before this. There was no surefire way to tell...

On A Cloud

On A Cloud By Paul McCann . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKTySujj5mI . I went down in the Glen where nobody goes and walked in the dappled light...

I Can't Be There With You

(Boy) Oh my love, I can’t be there with you I will meet tomorrow, if it’s fine by you Oh my love, I can’t be there with you I am deeply sorry, so...

Trust My Love

Trust My Love By Paul McCann . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLZQ29dheBs . Just trust and love will do the rest , if you just trust , you will be...

A Picture Of You

A Picture Of You By Paul McCann . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1teJ9gwh-5k . I’ve got this picture of you in my mind and every time I look at you...
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Taking it to the Extreme (Poetry Monthly)

I read about a poet who writes found poetry from extracts of American politician's speeches. This is my effort, taken from lines of a recent speech on extremism by David Cameron MP. (to be honest it scared me a bit when I read it back)

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