Cherry

YOM HASHOAH

The International Day of Rememberance of the Victims of the Holocaust

POEM: Homicide of Humour.

Laughter is not aways funny.

TAPESTRY

What fortune mine

abuser

not happy. I feel I am genuine to myself, I know that. But I also know I have a leaning to unforgiveness. A part of my human nature I find hard to contend with.

Sir Bumbleby, the tiny knight

Sir Bumbleby, the tiny knight was only two inches in height; his armour was made out of tin and, for his sword, he had a pin and a brass button for a shield

Lady April

Satin shapes sway inside her dress...

My Scorpio woman

Love is a deadly thing

Pupate

The night precipitates I’ll sleep I’ll die by the light of the moon And I’ll dream forever wakeful Pupate in a butterfly’s cocoon. The light precipitates I’ll wake

Fresh Nipples

I dare you to enter the Insane world of nipples and poop!

The Tree Whisperer - Chapter 3 (re-written)

Back in the hollow underneath the fallen tree, Styx had been cradling the deep memory in his mind, careful not to let it slip back into the earth. But what was this song, and who was that figure?

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