Blank canvas…

I often think the artist Needs a vast blank canvas I often feel the poet songs Arise out of pure emotion Loneliness, emptiness… A void to be filled, transgressed.

The War for Miogaror: Chapter 5

No longer was he swinging his arms around to the beat of his song. No longer were the creative words flowing from his lips, instead, blood and a gargling in his throat.
Gold cherry

Cravings (IP)

She holds out a cigarette and my hand moves automatically to take it. I pause then lift my hand and run it through my thinning hair. “I quit,” I tell her.

Crime

Crime, A part of life You cannot change People try to escape But they're never to blame Commit a murder, theft or assault The common answer is "It's not my fault" The law is in place

My First Ever Girlfriend (Part 2) Gabs and Spix 1973

Now we had these girlfriends I thought, what an earth are we to do with them. They couldn’t play football or anything like that.
Cherry

Making The Leap (Flash Fiction)

Forgive me if this has been done before. It just occurred to me but it seems like an obvious idea so I'm sure that someones already done it.

Yawn

Well what shall I write about in this poem of mine I should go through the paper, but haven’t the time Perhaps I should look up and observe out the window

Honey Bee

A meadow of wild flowers seduces her senses...resistance impossible,

Jakes Revenge ( Part 3 )

Jakes back................

Sunday Of The Harvest Moon Autumn

A first attempt at creating an opening for a new piece of children's theatre

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