Autobiography
Tongue tied
eschew affluence and mark my words, we'll meet at the confluence of love in twain. this sluiced effluence signifies tongue tied emotions, destroying the eloquence of
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Lost Language
Every light keying—playing the wrong keys, In a meagry nest sets me. So angered, I find no sustenance in games of language.
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Do You Have A P.O.O.R. Mentality
POOR mentality leaves you on the failure end of good opportunities that you fail even to investigate. How do you really know if an opportunity is too good to be true if you never really look into it.
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The Pieces of Me
Shattered glass like a shattered life Put back together it is never right The pieces so fragile, at a glace they could break Reflections and memories of all my mistakes
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The Lost Post. (Chapter Two) The Mail Centre
(Part One) Operations
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The World is Black
a day in the life of Jason.
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NO MORE BOGEYMAN non-fiction
“MOM! DAD!” I screamed.
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The Complete Wastefulness of an Educational Summer
Peace, past and present. Smooth sounds and trilling bird Summers. A Confounded letter on Sixties holidays
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The Pavement of Goals
The path is so hot that the skin on the bottom of my feet sizzle like bacon. I slowly walk on the distractions, feeling the fire rocks of reasons that’s hard to reach my life accomplishments.
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We went to Jamie Oliver's new restaurant.
This feels dirty But right - it is 4.04, not a time To eat At Jamie Oliver's new restaurant, Where the menu says 'Posh chips' Truffle fried. We both opt Not to comment
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Card
The card was gilded with after-thought we meant to send it, but - you know the dog the baby the crash our new garden your hair all prevented expediency. Regrets - we've had a few
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Indian Rope Trick
Up, up, up to the sky the hemp twine fades away. Heads lift like leaves caught on a curious breeze, full moon beckons the new day. A moment, to cherish whispered breath, behold
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With Dylan on the Moor
To find god and goodness
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GOODBYE, AL non-fiction
"Larry," Al said, "Cochrane, North Bay and Kapuskasing are calling me. I've never been there before. And I want to see it all."
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HELLO CITY-SLICKERS non-fiction
My wife and I learned many bits of information from visiting our daughter's farm, an hour's drive east of Edmonton, Alberta. We can't wait to return.
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- 721 reads
Fairy Tale
My cooker timer has broken My kettle doesn’t whistle suddenly Yesterday someone on TV said Cathie And two Caths rang me at the same time All the bells in the world have stopped ringing
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LITTLE SNOWSHOES FROM A CREE LADY non-fiction
Moosonee, Ontario was where I worked in 1966 as the Department of Welfare Officer, and included the west side of James Bay to Winisk on Hudson Bay. I learned so much from the Cree people.
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The Lighthouse
There is a lighthouse In the background of the photo I have of us. We didn’t notice it at the time. If we were ships we would have run aground;
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#1 Draft
So this is the end. A teardrop on a match, Life was insignificant, but enough to extinguish me. You burned me, Set me on fire, and then blew me out. I always knew this would happen,
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For you again, this morning.
Again...
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Your record changed my life
Your record changed my life There is a kind of Darwinism to record collecting. He got off the wagon to get in the car. Life for sale. Happy 30th birthday Stuart.
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Within These Walls
Good to be back. Been ill. This is just a moment, an impression caught while in hospital
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When Dad Had A Gun
I was not supposed to know that Dad owned a gun.
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The same rain story
It is still raining. I am beginning to wonder if it ever wasn’t. If there was a less shiny day once when I saw a man carrying an umbrella and barked with laughter?
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Pincushion
I am no longer shocked by blood. Scissors scratch what shouldn’t be touched. (How much metal can I insert under my skin?) I lack the surgeon’s skill of precision,
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Mother's Ruin
Salty air pelts his face with coarse winds, Each granule bitter in its velocity; tiny teeth and claws Riding on the sea air. Feathers must offer protection
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A Life?
I use and abuse everyone, I have for years and never cared As long as I got the attention My feeling of shame and guilt for this behaviour, Just keeps growing, but the beer keeps flowing.
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Silenced
Can’t express, or articulate, The words in my head, can’t escape. Spinning like a merry-go-round, The soul deep inside, cannot be found. The hands holding me down, pulling me under,
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public school rap
Song inspired by my chat with Michael who I met on train journey in India. We talked about my youth at public school. I hope to perform this and put it on u-tube someday.
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Polite
Apartment is polite for flat. Loft conversion is polite for extra rent. Patio is polite for nothing grows. My grandmother was polite to people who weren’t in our immediate family.
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Armrest
Origami. This morning I heard birds on the roof it sounded like they were unfolding and folding scrunched paper. Origami, was my first thought. I welcomed the armrests
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Something is here and then it is not.
With all those buttons Impressed On your flank, You sit on a divan Made from those kinds of crates You push letters into Saying: something is here And then it is not.
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Make everything better
The life of a frustrated conservationist stuck in an office when the sun is shining.
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Sorry seems to be
A sorry show This is just to say the girl can’t help it; the cloak and dagger admittance the (excuse) me, the edge of chivalry, the affectation of the contrite. The I did it,
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The Nero Effect
The light bulb blinks at me, like its own brightness makes it squint And wink like I used to when I looked into the sun. The white tiles gleam under the harsh light and I see the lint,
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Cancer
The sickest thought in my sickened head Is the sickest wish for sickness. As I exhale grey spectre breath Twisting and changing in thickness I read the warnings in black and red:
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I will go into the Forest
Still trying
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Last Commute
I took her on the wrong route. Is it this one that is more beautiful? Or was I sitting a different way so I see the last of my journeys more beautifully? Because I know
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Mind
The mind works in such perculiar ways, it works your emotions like a man at the gym. It likes to confuse you or make you feel down, it can jump from happiness to sadness like its having
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You can’t give anything away
You can’t give anything away that you don’t choose to so people can’t take anything from you, but you can let it go press it into their palm and say here, have it.
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Random Stuff
Just now, I joined these Webby tales To tell a story, At random. Facebook, Aspiring writer, Connection, Need to impress, Maybe. Here, There you go.
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Lesser Celandine
My ankle was nipped by a nettle, hey daydreamer it seemed to say, pay more attention, look down here at the celandine. That’s when I understood.
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Small Steps
It was raining outside and warm in bed it would be very easy to pull the covers over my head but I had an appointment at 10 am.
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i miss you :(
I miss your guidence, i miss your smile, i miss the way you made me laugh. I love you nanny, and i know your in a " better place now" buti miss you, and to me the better place was here with me.
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empty
The glass sits there with a miniscule crack on the top corner of it. All the other cups have been taken, the cuboard is empty nothing but the crumbs slowly overruling the space of the others.
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(U)
We could work, couldn't we, we could fall in love again. With all the faults we found in eachother we could find loves aswell, we could be together, hand in hand, look after eachother.
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Gallows Humour
Ode to Dorothy Parker...
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The Value of Nothing
Let us play Pooh-sticks with breeze blocks over the motorway And hear the brittle smashes of metal fishes beneath us; What a way to spend a summer’s day!
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Oh the painn of loosing her..
I sit there that night, that night i lost my life.
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Still Life
I can still live In this still life With this still love… But you still leave.
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The Bucolic Plague
The road was dirt, dust and grass, scattering beneath our feet. Cows grazed unaware where we walked, Involved like children with cherished toys.
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Medication
Dear Doctor, I was dying. How kind of you to save me. (How kind of you to save me) Sweet little pill, My future contained in one small pill, Luminous with life giving potential.
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My Nan
Such a gracefull woman, full of such dignity and pride. A loss of a life on this planet that made this planet a whole.
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Smoke and Mirrors
"Monsters aren't real." Mummy says.
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Mrs London
I have nothing left of this tradition in me. I walk whichever side the sun is on.
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Spirit, You are word
divine, word inscribed on the mind of God, face everlasting edge of the universe, crucified tears hung on roses, driven out of despair. mediums dare not open ears to your clear voice...
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Thicker than Water
Never told you this, but often, as a kid, I hated you.
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grief
Its a horrible emotion, that makes you feel like your an abstract from your body. It disguises your happiness if there is any beneaf, and makes you feel like an outsider from your self.
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His eye moved across the face of the Century
Meemawing mothers in curlers and ash flicked acted cough bandied about gate gossip all day.
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