"SWEETIE, PLEASE DON'T FUSS" (I.P.)

"I' really must be going Can't miss the final bus," "Be careful at the other end" "Sweetie, please don't fuss." I know she did not mean it She liked it that I care,

THE LEGEND OF SWEET MARY’S GHOST

A foggy night, a stormy sea sometimes can deceive our eyes. What is out there; ghost, legends, lore stalk through our mind and some believe…

Viral

A poem about the destructive nature of language.

We’re imagining your dream

You dream of blood rushing from that cut down my arm You're imagining how good it would make you feel, how satisfying, how gratifying You're imagining the release and relief from pain

Parade

I’d never seen a parade before, all the people in their fancy clothes. A bright sun lit the cloudless sky, beautiful enough that the people commented on it.

7 Minutes (IP) The Sands Of Time Up Dated Now

My dearest Pop was we were told given 6 months Of course time lingered then at home Like goose bumps! "Please wash my face and comb my hair before the nurse appear" He would say

"life breaths"

"one breath, many lives, many breaths, one life." `t. imaan tretchicovmanicova 30mar10 copyright © 2010

"you & i"

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