Poem of the week

Imaginary Heartbeats

People nothing but people on either side of the room and mainly clustered round speakers in cacophonous flocks.
Cherry

Shush...

Her fingers speak of places I've not been...
Cherry

An alphabet story from the alternate world

Abigail began constructing daft efforts for generating humorous ideas. Jennifer knew lots more now obviously poor quality really silly twiddles, unleashed various wild xenogenic young zebras.

Eve 5/8

Eve was amazed when she got back to the George and Dragons. The place was full of sailors who all cheered as she came in through the door.

Clive the Mouse

rubbish

4

The dream

3

In the hospital, P had been sleeping for over a week. Jo had been at his bedside constantly, talking to him, stroking his head, holding his hand, getting more and more desperate for him to wake up.

Beneath the Smile

- she is annoyed that I don't provide her with the smallest change possible.

The rules.

We are on a chess board, and you are on the wrong square. The rules are simple, when black mixes with white someone loses. White starts first, always. It just makes it less complicated.

The spring gardener...

I have a world of daffodils To plant in a garden “6 by 4” They’ll come-up—after The snowdrop descends. But in-the-in-between, The crocus will call ...with. The Grape Hyacinths

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