Creaky House IV
Emma climbed the attic steps and stood next to Uncle Ned. “Well, I’ll be damned!” said Emma. “Who on earth would have done such a thing?” “I don’t know,” said Uncle Ned.
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My infantile gratitude
My infantile gratitude P K Routray In English some call her mummy, some call mom and others call hr mother, Sweets are the names even in language to language it may differ.
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Will our wounds be sutured?
Haven’t I watered tears with tears? What’s here… that still endears. What are your big ideas? Now our divine path umbra’s… And pales in its pulses, Like a frigid - winter rose.
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Around Freshwater Bay
I redrafted it, but I am not sure it is improved in the shaping process...
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Time on my hands
Inspired by 'In the Baggage Room at Geyhound' (Ginsberg).
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Where Is She?
She's gone and he has to find her.
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Mixed Up Thoughts
I wrote this right after it happened. Theres not much to explain, only that its not really a story. More like a diary entry. Its too little on paper, yet too much to take.
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Rose poem
bad 2 minute poetry
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COSMATOM
Up in the spacewheels over the sky, Into the light from the shadow; Who are they, wandering whither, and why, And who are those daring to follow? - - -"We are the riders of the sky,
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