Something, someone left behind

Thoughts on the imprints one leaves on another.

Following footsteps

Some thoughts, walking through a storm one evening.

Shaved Grass: August 2006: St James’s Park

On shaved grass he lies. Under a bleached sun. Flicking pages like wasps. The dullness of late August, tires and twists hope. In this man-child. Waiting for the change, of turned leaves.

Search for True Happiness - The journey of the author

My life journey has been one of ups and downs - I am sharing it with the world as a healing process

Search for True Happiness - The journey of the author

My life journey has been one of ups and downs - I am sharing it with the world as a healing process

My Daddy Says.

My window looks into my garden, and down by the big holly tree is a very large patch of springy green moss where the Buddleia bush used to be.
Cherry

JACK AND………..

The green numbers of the digital clock on the dashboard said two minutes past one. Time, I thought, to knock off, have a cup of tea and get something to eat.

Being in the moment

4th October 2006 NOW!!!!!!!

Part five "please leave your message after the out of tune tune"

WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH HIM? Is he alcoholic? Does he have obsessive/compulsive disorder? Is he schizophrenic? Does he hear voices? Is he odd, perverted or mad? NO I AM AUTISTIC

part four "Please leave your message after the out of tune tune"

No reply to any of the texts I sent to wish him a good Christmas and a positive New Year, why should there be, he sent me a text a few weeks ago saying that he was hurting, but that he was alright.

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