Little Vennel

Short lane, leading Shorewards to the sea, The grinding breakers of the Firth, The world the town touches, Source of timbered incoming heaving to.

Moonfleet

Splintered remains of a brandy barrel cracked across, Witness to the descent of mariners Fallen in the bloodied brine. Excisemen gone mad with brandy and corruption.

Liberation

Liberation P K Routray Being bereft of feeling and movement like a stone is never liberation. Bering one as the drop in ocean is also not liberation. Flame with flame union
Cherry

Beside The Seaside

Over the remnants of a fry-up and a marriage, a man assesses his life...

A simpler life

Its all lollipops and my Sunday school shoes. Stolen kisses from the neighbor girl out back behind the big oak tree.

MY LIVING ROOM - THE TRUTH.

It's chaos in here - Absolutely the ultimate in dumping grounds; A hoarder's paradise, Where things fall off and topple As they landslide over each other; Boxes tip up anyway they can,

Oh! What an Atmosphere (IP)

Never smile at a crocodile! It will snap maybe back at you maybe.

Over Here, Dear Cheshire

Smiling hurts, and so does laughter - and not in the good way - but he has to keep on going, because he's the only Cheshire in Wonderland.

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