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Fireworks and a budgie named Tommy
cheep cheep flash ouch
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- 605 reads
F-Do you miss a body part like you miss your Gran&;#063;
Attempt at free verse (Well, I DID promise)
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- 609 reads
Bottled Moonshine
The sun had passed beneath the line. It flared with colours, then was gone leaving us with fading blues as reminisces of better times. A face looks...
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- 697 reads
Fiddler's Foot
When the Levellers and Podiatry combine
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- 714 reads
M: 11/05/02
Work Diary, 11/05/02 Today is my birthday; I'm thirty-four years old. Subsequently, I'm going to write as much as I can in the first person. After...
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- 636 reads
L: SUMMER HAIKU
SUMMER HAIKU Daylights mooch over fields. Eye-filling warmth combs dry land, Tranquil callow breeze. Saffron foxfire sun. Prisms of glowing honeyed...
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- 391 reads
Open Swoon Sunday
Lying on a quicksand bed cobweb gazing as Sunday fades into weak willed wonder music swooning this badly drawn boy paints hazed celluloid soundscapes...
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- 1249 reads
Journey
It was the Mother and Father of all Trips.
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- 521 reads
Masterpiece
Two sisters and their paintings.
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- 589 reads
H - Making History
History is that account of the past that is acceptable to a given community at a given time
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- 1340 reads
On Waking
On Waking Outside there's a fog white and strange for November and the before dawn air, dank and humid after the rain that fell through the dark, is...
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- 434 reads
Between Life and Death
Between Life and Death A shadowy pallor clings to you, a veil, and stills your blood and makes of you a tiny child, sleep heavy eyes lashes lightly...
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- 384 reads
Picking Up Pebbles
Picking Up Pebbles It is lovely in the park this morning. The autumny leaves of the plane tree like amber glass filter sunshine. Beneath its branches...
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- 395 reads