A I D S

My cells crumble Imprisonment distorts my smile Mum hands me a tissue To wipe the cold from my eyes My belt drawn tight Constricts a body covered in lies enemies kept closely

Electric Litter

A poem I wrote at Christmas time a couple of years ago.

Stone Cold

Just a bit of an exercises.

Malaga Meet

If you read this you should read http://www.abctales.com/story/chuck/meeting-andalucia

The Star

A lymeric for today

The Promised child

Emaculate bliss of the euphrates Reflects forever your partner; The universal skies Where two become one Free In the cosmos of thought Glows a rainbow In your eyes

The Preacher

Words come easily to his smiling lips. His handsome face is so very attractive with the blue flash in his eyes. But when he knelt, said he was filled with the Holy Ghost,

The Angel of Mons - Chapter five

Five

A meeting in Andalucia.

Finding myself in southern Spain I emailed Ewan and suggested a meeting. He was agreeable. The actual conjunction occurred in Malaga bus station where they have a policeman on a Segway.
Cherry

It's hard to imagine any of our friends will die

there is no time for asthma attacks or carbon monoxide poisoning, motorway pile ups or complications during minor surgery

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