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Spring Raindrops

A tanka about spring.

Robots

Such sights to see with so blind eyes; So many sounds to hear through these shrunken ears;

An End-of-Empire Feeling

From an article by Sanjiv Bhattacharya on a swingers convention in New Orleans entitled "Sodden and Gomorrah" (GQ April 2007)

That Girl Knows Me

As I weeble, trying to pick a direction to face on a freak free-seat day in the busiest station under London, she stares with hazel lasers, ignores my apology, gets me twitching "she knows me/she know

POSTCARD FORM THE SWAN

Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't make me cry anymore prophets! Don't scare me anymore with your phophecies!!!!! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!!!!!!!!!! Don't be blind!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Priestess Under Occupation : Chapter 1

Priestess is threatened by rape from the guard who escorts her home after visit to General, but turns this to her own advantage.

Don’t attack my motherhood!!!

Don’t attack my motherhood Because if you dare I will not be gentle And I won’t play fair! Don’t attack my motherhood Because if you try I’ll strike with a triple strength

Focus

Cherish what you have, Now it’s all you need; Make sure to share joy With whom you may meet. Time’s not in your hands, Neither is your past. Each day should be first,

The beginning

The poem is my description of the birth of my baby, short story written from my point of view.

Me, Myself and I

So deep, but so shallow Confident, but shy I’m an honest liar Feminist in love Love chocolate and family Sometimes like to preach I believe in God Almighty And freedom of speech

Still

We all get lonely...

The Dress That Wouldn't Die

The sink is pink candy over metal faces sides of stainless steel where lines engraved all run in veins of raspberry, all is pink. Rough patches of chrome are pink. The yellow sponge

How the Cyber Man Lost his Heart.

Once upon a time there were two brothers. Their names were: Tin and Cyber Man and they lived in an electric field just outside of the city of Atom. Cyber and Tin were the same in every way.

Fruit of the Valentine

This poem was written with Carol ann Duffy's poem valentine in mind...which incidentally was the first poem I read...

Lily savage

this poem is about the passion in love

holocaust

This poem is about the hideousness of the Jewish holocaust from the view of a Christian.

Tales of the unprotected

this poem is about the bliss of young love and the concequences of unprotected sex.

GRAVEYARD TALES - S1/E5 - THE WALK IN THE WOODS (PART THREE)

"Charlotte!" They all shouted after me. The twins ran up to me, and grabbed my hands; they tried to pull me up. But it was too late, I was already seeping through to another level.

Transition 2

I do not need a blank canvas, that purchase gives me none. But I do need your attention and some words that you’ve begun.

Transition - Ruperts intro

From the viewpoint of spirit, your path’s a web and not a line. The threads that join together breach infinity and time.

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