A Window Cleaner and an Exotic Dancer! (I.P.)

My husband was a window cleaner for a while so I know these things.
Cherry

Death and the Purple Hat

Clearly heaven is devoid of decent hat shops

That Girl

You killed her, That girl in red. Slit her throat with silent breath, Defiled her body with stony glare. Now her blood feeds the ground As she asks for help, And you ignore.

You

Imagine you are in a forest, surrounded by tranquil noise and vaguely refreshing scents. Yet a damp and opaque mist hangs in the air around you, rendering you almost blind.
Cherry

Lonie 66

winding down

The Guitar Man

The Guitar man The guitar man throws out another tune As the clairvoyant lady looks to another rune

No Poem

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The Barber of Winchmore Hill - part 2

...cont'd
Cherry

The Birth

Cord wrapped tight, he burst Into the light. Ripped from a wet red world Into the light. Sound, smell, sight, all new No more dark. Upside down, now he gasps No more dark.

Hail to thee, Gladiolus

Hail to thee, Gladiolus, brave, bright lily of the sword; with your bold colours, you console us more than a thousand pleasing words. Sword of the springtime; sword of joy

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