I TELL THE TALE....
I tell the tale, I write the word I pray the voice inside is heard, I form the lines, fine-tune the prose Arrange my thoughts in ordered rows. I write the word, I tell the tale
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Chapter 2D
When I get through to Colin and suggest a beer or two at the Cobbler's Arms he says, "you're not out with your fancy girl then?"
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THE PINK LADY Updated From 2009-2010
The pink lady when I was young loved playing on the bongo drums wore a pink scarf like her mum she thought to her delight I'll have a go and bang the gong to-night In the days of films
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ABCtales - serial (alternative)
Here's another one i've been working on for those of you that aren't sci-fi minded. Same idea as the other one. Suggestions welcome.
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A sign of faith (ip inspired)
In a smoky, ceiling, lit thorugh stainedglass, although mostly dark, just candlelit, echoes a slow pipe-organs song. Now see a line fall down almost skeletol skinny, tall
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The Divined Comedy
Ava Frick reads Kierkegaard and drops the I Ching. The other day she got five broken lines __ __ and one solid ____. Not a good omen!
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Heavy Socks
How heavy is a SOCK I wonder? I’ll use the bathroom scales. The needle doesn’t move a bit And I worry why that fails. So I weigh myself in just one sock And then with both socks on.
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THE CLICHÉ OF LIFE AND DEATH
Death stalked along the beach, kicking moodily at shells and polished pebbles and letting his long black robes trail wetly in the surf.
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Work Horses
Sparrows cant, chirrup along the rooftops, the morning moans, jolted back from night, forcibly the world's machine moves, cogs climb into cars, engines groan into action,
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