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Just another day

morning broke my perforated back with a bucket of paracetamol and black coffee wandering through grass carpet desolation mind ache muffled stereo...

Makoye and the Tree

Makoye lay down on the parched dusty ground. Face down. Earlier he had made a bedding from some large fallen leaves in the midst of the tree shade...

I'm Afraid

I'm afraid. Of everything. Of not being strong enough. Not being there for the people who need me. Of being too selfish to cope with their pain as...

Love hurts

He said: they say love hurts but, it doesn't it's just an arrow that pierces into your heart ti's cupid's jest to make the heart bleed but, it's just...

Again&;#063;

A bit of X-mas humor

If the End is Nigh&;#063;

Where has all the Money Gone&;#063;
Cherry

Colour Of Sound

Kandinsky painted music. He had a medical condition : SAW the notes as he heard them, the same every time, in a box before his eyes he echoed in...

Time is Relative

Poem about time

DRUNK

Looking at life through murky depths of the bottle I contemplate my wasted past. Lost opportunities, Love thrown carelessly away Because I couldn't...

Just Something

Just a thought....
Cherry

Scarecrow

Scarecrow Standing supreme, on his one wooden leg, so cynical in his silence Casting a secretive, solitary shadow, creating an air of contempt,...

Empty House

Moving on....

Being There

Little black adders

Scirocco: The Wind Has A Name

Foreword for the novel Scirocco, a tale of Cornish mystery

My Green Hill

A place of solitude

For the soul

Suck my kiss Into oblivion I go, suck my kiss. Suck my fluids dry, suck my emotions dry, Keep on going unto core, Taking my love unto you. Just keep...

Loaded Guns

The ultimate power is the word

An Hour Ago

In hindsight, maybe I was wrong&;#063;

Changing Skylines

The power of the wind still raising eyebrows..

Shirley (Chapter 2 of Anne)

Second part of Anne

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