Two and a half millenia ago Christ’s coming was foretold,… And so those wise who came from far to find the newborn king, whose star they’d seen, the prophet’s words were told, – went on to Bethlehem with their gold.

“Don’t come running to me when you fall out of that tree and break both your legs,” Dad would say whenever he saw me playing in the oak at the end of our garden. He never tired of that joke.

Memories P K Routray Past incidents are aptly forgotten but some remain in memory Some are cherished, some are not but all tell the past story Some memories are always Intriguing and act funny

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If only I wasn't so confused I'd give you a piece of my mind But I can't work all this out myself So to harangue would be unkind

shall so you will be opposite to you and me plenty a words long a sewn across a stone where lies a loon knock you so the door upon waking up the leprecaun stay so thy hand run afar

thrusting at barrier walls in an attempt to still angry waters

buildings crumble and windows break

Tatoos on the dark arms of the night A ferris wheel of terrifying fires Seeds scattered for dreams to feed on Bulbs planted in the overhead deep Passengers thrown overboard in a storm