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Ole' georgey boy

Ole' georgey boy you sit on my desk you treat me like your own never critisie and these qualities make you my ole' georgey boy your pencil coloured hair and deep set eyes

Vera & Luvius : Part 3 : Luvius (Marta & Gallanol Ch. 6)

Two lonely, overworked souls finally find love on the Space Station.
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Nature's Alchemy

In January she scatters her wares: the white confetti of winter, the sugary ice-moons that reflect the afternoon sun. She falls from the sky, mixing wind and rain, transmuting
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The Photographer's Daughter

I'd been at the bar for about forty minutes and was getting a little fuzzy. A man three stools along was droning on to the barman about some gallery in Amsterdam when the girl came in and fainted.

Scion - Part 2 - Ares

“Dylan, what on earth are you doing up in that tree?” The man said, looking up at the twelve-year-old boy sitting up in the tree’s branches, holding the map.
Poem of the week

My Father

My father had a clock that used to speak A brush that painted foam upon his chin A pipe that smoked whisky breath on a Friday A dog that watched and lived a long, long time

Open Window

Oh no, Oh no, An open window I could fly far away, Just take off and go But how would I know Which route to take? The flight path, The right path, I’d be lost, I’d be late.

DESOLATION

desolation

SORCERESS

Sorceress

River of Life

Life
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Scissors I.P.

Written a while ago but the result of a Zen writing workshop which inspired my suggestion for this week's Inspiration Point.

A Portrait of the Young Man as an Artist

Electric sun thick precious art paper 100 colored markers, bizzare instruments classical Thai music from the speakers He starts to draw the muse awakes His mind struggles

I am a Sixties Child

I'd love to go back, if only for a day ;)

"I'm Bored"

this poem is written to try and explain why there are so many negative comments over the internet...........>>>they're just bored :P
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Ellipsis

I lie in a foetal fold, Still born, still as a pillar, A cold heavy stone, Unmoved by my existence
Gold cherry

I almost lost the stars...

That girl walking on the other side of the road - do you see her? She’s my favourite memory. And she’s ruining my life.

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