Nowhere Land

A poem... Should be formated differently but I don't know how to do it!!
Cherry

The Angel of Mons - Chapter twelve

Twelve George raised himself slowly and accepted his cup of tea with a smile. Graham drew back the curtains and when George looked up all he could see was uninterrupted blue sky.

Assassins ( Peace Movement Chapter 7 )

The President of Egypt was coming out of a meeting. Two tough looking moustachioed Arabs stood in the doorway and others further down the corridor.

For you on this day

From me to her.
Cherry

He Wears Me!

Still ticking!!!

Battle Scars

couldn't let the victor go hungry could I?

Bluer and Darker and Deeper is

Bluer and darker and deeper is The oft' sadly sung of "wine dark sea" Than any cowardly, callous flow Cleansing a crown of its dignity The hawk paddles mighty wings through air

In Vacations

My frightening hair My scarey rabbit My lightning dream My bag of acorns My holey doughnut My crescent moon My amber party My pleasant doom My stick like a snake My Abraham Link-Coin

... Presumed Dead

We used to have so much to say. Not enough hours in the day to discuss … whatever.

The constant sea

The constant sea

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