Fireflies on Love's Wing Soar

In the pale, enchanting moonlight On the cape of her twinkling matador My starry-eyed beatle slowly mounts Antenna surveying my coarse, taut skin Friction, her spindly legs rub static hairs

Coming Up Roses

I beg your pardon: I've always promised you a rose garden...

Dealing with the reality of loss

More than the shock. There is a pain. A deep emptiness that consumes your entire being. But that's not all.

Milieu of War Weary Soldier

From the killing fields of pain Into a steady, melancholy rain Physically exhausted, mentally drained Conscience with dross of war stained Structured existence of automaton gone

The misty mirrors of childhood

“The land of Song within thee lies, Watered by living springs; “Holy thoughts, like stars, arise, Its clouds are angels' wings.”

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Many of those who are young and aspire to be poets today might have the language, they might even have the contacts, but they lack the experience of life lived to make anything that they say worth the

I feel so proud

To have lived my life where the NHS was there to care from my cradle to my last breath. We are celebrating the 65th anniversary where everyone had free treatment. Surely a successful

The Meaning Of Life ( Continues).

His life unfolds.

A Moment

'A Moment', written 30 June 2013
Cherry

That Elusive Cure 2

Next part (chapter?) of the story.

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