Old Mother Thames

Old Mother Thames Calor Gas Stoves and chemical toilets – twelve volts buzz…… First light sweet birdsong chimes to morning Sun The Metropolis waking -
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Tom - Part 2

Second part of the piece posted earlier in the week. 1,200 words.
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Mrs F***

By day, she is a paragon Of temperance and propriety She sits, and knits, and sups oolong With pillars of society Reflecting solemnly upon Their lives of strict sobriety

True

I live in the world of the midnight grey.
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Phil

Lofty above the Flappit the first lesson in how to mourn to ultimate effect 10 Bensons - no more or less and Phil Collins' against all odds played as if it came on randomly and wasn't

Two Eves

200 words.

Los Gigantes

Geriatrics, more like. Nigel takes them diving pretends that his skin tees and fondness for Patti LaBelle mean nothing. There's always a soft place to fall between Dave's big burgers
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Without Oberon

Without Oberon Without Oberon I'm caked in rain,the lacewing lash of it , a sticky caul I'm all earthbound slow and limping downed just Moth Without Oberon

Broken up

Single again with my broken up lover who's now my friend.

Ocean Creature

I live in there and THE WORLD IS MY OYSTER

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