Cherry

Inhale the silence

By Beeme on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

We wait together, I softly unfold your fingertips. You are gripping my hand hard, turning over the white edges of my palm into pages of speech, but I am secretly cherishing our silence.
Autobiography
Certificate 12

Knowing (2009)

Posted by celticman on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

Film 4: Knowing (2009) directed by Alex Proyas and starting Nicolas as Nicolas Cage. Does he ever play anyone else? Well, sometimes he’s an astrophysicist, and why does he have to be an astrophysicist? Well, he needs to be a character that asks his students about why we’re all here, what’s it all about and say things like did you know if it was a few degrees higher or lower, or if the gravitational pull of the sun, blah, blah, and back to what’s...

The lost children of the world.

By widdicombe81 on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

The sounds of their tiny little feet running down the hard wooden stairs, wakes you up with thuds echoing through the house like a heard of elephants.
Autobiography
Non-fiction
Certificate U

Cows Toungue.

By Anne Shirley on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

The children don’t like that meat. Crying, and spluttering that it is not right to eat that part of an animal. Eating cattle tongue has never seemed wrong to us before.
Miscellaneous
Story
Certificate U

My Mama Said.

By Anne Shirley on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

I don’t believe in right. My Mama always said there was no such thing. Only different shades of grey, she said. I love my Mama, but she was wrong about grey. There’s colours.
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

It was a worm.

By Anne Shirley on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

It was a worm. I walked past. Didn’t stand on it. But I walked past. Well I would have moved it, but to touch that pulsating pink? It swelled, a sad tube on the concrete.
Miscellaneous
Certificate U

5th day of poems

By maisie on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

more more more!
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

It’s All About Love (Lyrics)

By well-wisher on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

1st Verse: It’s not about tinsel or baubles that glisten. It’s not about lights on the tree. Won’t you listen. It’s not about snowflakes or a white December or a fat man in a fake
Love
Other
Certificate U

Whenever you kiss me, it feels like Christmas (Lyrics)

By well-wisher on Sun, 18 Dec 2011

1st Verse: It may be May, June or July; a bright sun up in the blue sky but every time you kiss me dear; the sound of sleighbells fills the air. Even when there’s no snow outside,
Love
Other
Certificate U

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