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Hallow, I am next. I rhyme with heaven and leaven. I am after the hard time. I’m the one that says, it’s okay, things carry on. No big deal. I am the gibbet without a noose.

And was pleased...

Every second is A second Of value Every moment Someone's dream comes true Every minute is A minute Of fascination Every moment Someone's world seems bright Every hour is An hour

Homage to Caledonia

Venta characters: Jock

Hameln

an old poem revisited

Beholding Beauty

Bitterness, selfishness, and bad taste haunt the life of the son of a deceased Hollywood starlet

Reality

He blankly stared at her lying there all blue-faced in a tangled heap on the red sofa. Unsurprisingly, she looked like she had just been strangled. He wondered how he was feeling.

You're Not The One From The Leadbelly Song

Your cheekbones cannot save you. from your pickled yellow complexion The continuous flow and ebb, bland and ugly expressions, splenetic eyes that hold back an explosion

The Poet Squadron

In the middle of battle , at home in the clouds , the poet squadron burnt a picture in the sky .
Cherry

The star

James Irvine limped over to the mantelpiece. His leg had been hurting more than usual over the last few days and he found it difficult to stand still for any time.

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