Morning Glow

A poem for friends and lovers.

Tropical Fever

Memories of a Latin night out.

Waiting

ghosts tend to wander round still and not move on.. I wrote this poem to have an empathetic view about this topic
Cherry

Transformation Episodes - Two

Existentialism, imagination, thoughts, talk, twists, turns and shadows. One short story in four short parts. Part 2.
Cherry

Transformation Episodes - One

Existentialism, imagination, thoughts, talk, twists, turns and shadows. One short story in four short parts. Part 1.

happy memories of happy moments when every was happy being together

grandad around the bookies no beinging paid his winnings cricket on the telly waching englands innings arm around the girl friend gob stoppers to suck back row of the pitchers

please let me into tour heart

when i woke a looked in your eyes i could feel my emotions taking over because i knew iwould not be hurt anymore i want to say i love you but the would is full off fogotton dreams
Cherry

Just... say yes

Don't know...

Growing the Demon Seed

Growing the Demon Seed Stretching out into three-dimensional infinity, The mutant crops wave in the airless breeze As an eerie silence pervades the earth:

The Ruins

‘The Ruins’ refer to a Mayan temple, a bit off the beaten track, so that only unwary tourists can find them. Two couples: boy-girl; boy-girl and two Germans; boy-boy, but not a couple, just German. My first guess was the brunette would get it first, because she’s trying to tongue the German dude on the beach. Playing away from home in a horror usually means, you are the next lunch. But, hey, we can’t always be right. We see the blond girl naked...

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