The blue and long lost

teenager years that pined for love and lust

The Other Land

he searches for words to tell me....
Cherry

Her daily excursion

She called it her 'daily excursion', a two hour walk to clear her head and get some exercise, or at least that's what she told her husband.

Heartbreaking

Deceitful eyes, she's got those 'come get me' thighs. She's the only one, who knows how low she can go. She speaks the lines that can control my mind.
Cherry

Hall of Mirrors (Durham Ramblings)

I'm good at brooding. Seriously, no one can brood quite like me - when I'm sat on a nameless bench and the sky is just as moody.

Who am I?

Who am I I am your Tolpuddle Martyr I am your Suffragette I am your Indian Mutiny I am your A.N.C. I am your Mau Mau I am your Sandinista I am your Nelson Mandela
Cherry

The Love of Her Father

"Think we should notify Houlton? It was a suicide after all." "The hell with them, it's our dead!" Caribou said. "They don't hafta know."

Saucy (IP)

“Hi, my name is Saucy”. “Saucy? That’s an unusual name. Is your first name Tom, as in Tom-ato. R.O.F.L”.

NATURES WAY.

A Sparrow Hawk feeding from my kithcen Window, in the garden on Saturday evening.

Mankind's last gasp

In the year 3000 the computers decided that the inhabitants of the planet Sol 3 were now ready for the next step forward in their evolution.

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