A BUILDING BONANZA poem

Alberta is now filling up with a cadre of young professionals and other working people. Yet the land remains constant, with its collage of small outpost towns, straining to remain small.

"her music to his ears"

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Gift me what I want

Gift me—gift me-gift me With that velvet touch of your lips Gift me—gift me-gift me One more night Perpetual ceaseless like this... Gift me—gift me-gift me
Cherry

Bridge 1

Start of something...

Relapse(dirty)

Rap

Books, Charity Shops, Tennis Balls

Some years ago I bought a book. Like most books I buy, I read it all. Even if I hate a book from page one I’ll force myself to finish it, such is my hatred for myself.

A Mothers Leaving

Always the Maybe

Competition entry

Boiled Fish

Must be the silly season...

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