It’s simple and natural

By Brooklands on Tue, 04 Mar 2008

They folded up the table tennis tables. The teenagers were wearing their only suits, which were not quite black but near enough. The leisure centre laid on a buffet.
Other Fiction
Certificate PG

Last One to Leave on the Last Day of Term

By poetjude on Tue, 04 Mar 2008

Things will happen when we are away a new coat of floor polish, the piano will be tuned.
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U

Misery of My own Making

By ninibabi on Tue, 04 Mar 2008

Once again I've done this to myself and one can't help but wonder why this patter of behavior is un-BREAK-a-ble And no matter how hard I try Maybe I will never be enough
Other Fiction
Poem
Certificate U

Daydreaming

By ninibabi on Tue, 04 Mar 2008

We layed in bed last nite and I shared things I'd never dream to tell and now my mind runs in 500 directions because I know not the way you feel and yes, its true you've shared with me
Other Fiction
Poem
Certificate U

[first day]-*

By ninibabi on Tue, 04 Mar 2008

This morning i woke up and felt as though I was ontop of the world it feels so good To be able to wake up & look; it says "I love you!" I haven't been this happy
Love
Poem
Certificate U

We dragged her ashore

By Brooklands on Tue, 04 Mar 2008

she had a feeling for the whole lot of it – the things we are trying to do – like idiots, again and again – she felt a huge amount of compassion – like a health professional, a bed nurse
Other Fiction
Poem
Certificate PG

Oxfam

By hejira j on Tue, 04 Mar 2008

We are in Oxfam - The book one - And she is stealing minutes Away from the tagine Which should be softening So that my friends Can add to the list of things They know about me: Great cook.
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U

Business Talents

By shoebox on Tue, 04 Mar 2008

You mean to say...you kissed that baby?...
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U
Cherry

Nap

By hejira j on Mon, 03 Mar 2008

I can't help it - Monday has pissed in my tea All my karmic knots Are wriggling loose And this sense Of inevitable aging That just won't stop. A line graph With time on the y,
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U

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