Ode to a Snowflake.

Oh little flake of purest white How soft you glide from heavens height To rest upon the frosty land And touch the world with icy hands Oh with your brethren cold and crisp
Cherry

Chaos Theory

Words. These are words. Words, I do not need silence. Silence speaks like a sullen child. A child standing at the edge of a deep river. Rivers are like lives, we flood and drown the plains

Twisted

A Legend to make you smile
Cherry

Tribute to Kew

When its's good, it's very,very good.

Gardens of Hell

through shallow mire, coarse thread is pulled stretched far across barren lands until the green veil can cover the earth, when it can watch the clouds weep

Mistress Untamed

Just a quick disclaimer: this is NOT autobiographical!
Cherry

The Artistic Touch

Brush, palette and couch.

Rules for Email Etiquette

Don’t mention Lilly’s hieroglyph.

Perversely Grammatical

“Well, in monetary terms; nothing! However in grammatical Terms; rather a lot actually” “You takin’ the piss?”

Double Seppuku

Knock! Knock! Knock! Gabriel peeked into the small glass hole. He saw the distorted face of Heloise. "What do you want? I'm a loner. I don't want to be disturbed. Please go away!"

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