For You

For a fleeting moment I thought I saw you in the bamboo grove Among the tingling leaves But it was only the shadows of the branches And the mocking brush of your mekhela

My night

The embers of the melting moon,a pretty visage hiss and splutter to their death. Ghouls of memories moan in the wind, I am a shivering bat in my upside down world tonight

Musings of Greg, part one.

Greg comes to grips with his own horrific reality and reaches out for advice.

I'm Not Ready Yet

Dear Father in Heaven, How can it be that my beautiful Kevin won’t listen to me? Oh, how can my son see all that much joy in staring at websites not fit for a boy?

The Gnat In My Bowl

The gnat in my bowl was a nasty old soul, and a nasty old soul was he; he crawled on a stipe and he crawled on a foal then he flew off and landed on me. Every insect he has a bug,

The Keyboard of Love

Cat and Computer
Cherry

The Boy and the Deer

There was once a young boy who would play the ocarina and play it so well that birds would come and perch nearby and cows and sheep and other animals would stop their grazing to listen and, one day, w

Retirement Options for Tube Trains: #3, Isle of Wight

start your journey from the middle - where pylons stride through carpets of oilseed rape.

The Lost Path 7

The Lost Path is finally revealed through Wayfinder's Map of legend

Wilt

common ground (mumbling and rumblings).

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