Rosebay

This is a poem I wrote during a flight from Australia to New Zealand. Rose Bay is a Suburb in Sydney, NSW Australia

17/09/10

I'll lend you my ear, I wont utter a word.
Cherry

End of days 14 (Epilogue)

The final chapter. The pit closes, the celestial city appears and the world begins to end. All fine then (or possibly not).
Cherry

Voice in the Garden

Night in an isolated house and something unresolved.

All Butterflies Flock Towards The Light

No ideas where this came from.. :)

Bandiya Dance

Bandiya Dance is called to the resort. At lunch, nineteen girls have buffet. Exchange of cards, gifts, names, some friends perhaps…
Cherry

A TREK NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN

It's very strange, the people you meet while walking alone.
Cherry

Journey To Hell

I struggled back to the phone box, only to find it occupied by a woman who clearly intended to spend the next two and a half hours talking absolute bollocks !

God knows.........

My self is my God, My God is myself, I dwell in his presence and die in his house, I rise up to the light Fall into the dark, To promote my wellbeing, My god My Self,
Cherry

I Can't Believe I Can't Believe It's Not Butter.

This now has a different ending to the one I originally posted. It's about a neurotic housewife's analysis of what she believes to be a superior spread.

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