Errata: Twenty-Third Episode - Oh Shoot

On the production floor of the Syphilis Barracks, Raoul One stood shivering in blue cotton pyjamas and a flannel dressing gown, along with ten of his fellow Councillors.

Ten Utterly Pointless Questions That Are Asked in Offices

“Have you had a haircut?”… to which the only sensible response would be “Yes” or indeed, on the more controversial side of the spectrum, “No.”

Washed up on Shore

This is a fictional short story.

Of Peasoup and Piracy: (Butlers Wharf Winter 1962)

I have investment here. Over the knots of a century. It’s bound around the fraying years, on a cold cleat of memory. So loosen time and pull boys. Flex the sinews, let’s heave away.

I Salute You, We Salute You

To all those slodiers of the, Past, present and future, To those who have given up, Thier lives for thier country, I salute you, We salute you, Your country and the world salutes you.

When I Die

Don't cry when I die, Don't greive, Just remember the good times, The fun times, The time we spent together in sweet embrace. Don't cry when I die, Don't greive,

Peace

This is another poem that I wrote about the struggles in my life. I hope that my readers are able to relate and that they appreciate my personal touch.

Down And Out

He lays on a park bench, His bed, his home. He stares at the city, Skyscrpers so tall. His thoughts drift into thin air. No one sees, No one cares.

Hole of Depression (Poem)

This is a poem that I wrote on September 27th, 2007. I try to be very real when I write my poetry. I want my readers to feel what I am feeling through my writing.

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