honest eyes
bona fide blue staring back & in belief of something said thoughts just can’t place the whole world seems to dance on the head of a thimble. the single, solitary, trembling, fragile,
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death of a little bird
outside the picture window which provided pleasure to the aging couple whose days of raising their own children were long gone in the past, a mother blue jay had two babies &
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silver hair
so, how important is it, media fear mongers of the world, that Julian Assange has “silver hair”--- you seem to include it in every description of what is happening to him,
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Oh those 60's
The sixties were a time of fun Mods on scooters, days in the sun Beatles, Stones and Dave Clarke five Songs that made us feel alive. Weekends spent down on the sands
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Fun in the Sun chapter 19
“You, Miss Sally Fitzroy-Smith,” he began, watching her look of surprise at his sudden action, “are the most fun I’ve ever had,” he finished matter of factly.
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A reflection on anger
A reflection on anger P K Routray Anger is definitely a deadly devil, Man is taken straight to the hell after and even before death by this evil.
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These Demons
This will be the last time you read anything that my hands are capable of producing, from what my mind is capable of creating;
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Critic and Mother
Critic and Mother P K Routray We are afraid of criticism and critic, immaterial whether they are constructive or destructive, rustic or caustic.
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A Feast of Delight
When they investigate robin is waiting
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Fragments Written in Manchester
for Amy the streets I miss the concrete jungle! the old town the Northern Quarter the walk along the canals the brief time we went running the august sun the happiness
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