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Tim Clare For Regent

Googling myself recently, I discovered I had a namesake - a Republican chappie called Tim Clare, running for Regent of Nebraska University.

The Fountain

Like grains of sand Through careless fingers Words tumble from my mouth Heartfelt Honest A waterfall of simple truths Cascading over you I cannot hold back I cannot stop Such raw emotion

Adolf

Animated mighty male, Brace yourself for an almighty shake-up, Cracks in his frozen face betrayed nothing, Don't wait for the explosion to ignite,
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Who's John?

Now I don’t do this often But before I move on There’s a man here in spirit Sorry madam – who’s John? I’m being told John And a connection with Paul… If I said the name Dave

Guyana Girl Talk

Girl, it so good to bounce up with you, Usually we bat eyelids, You should buzz me, And if my cell phone crackles, Never click off, A peep, peep sound, then shout me or

Chaosity Kills

I owe this one to Lily Allen and her new song 'The Fear', whose lovely rhythm I have attempted to emulate!

St.Lucia

So its a hot tropical island, Tourists flock here in high season. Let me tell you a secret, Underneath every local is a limbo dancer. Calypso tunes drift through the mango trees,

JFK

Just about the most exciting man to grace our planet, For the last 46 years, still echos of his charisma, dazzle us, Killed in a Lincoln Continental Limo, Dallas, November 1963.

The White Room

Background: This story was created in the year 2000 at a Women's Writing group in Great Portland Street. Unfortunately the space no longer exists. Thankfully, I kept The White Room.

Photo

Your reflection mimics you, Perhaps. Does the dark room tell the truth? Have your wrinkles made a chain which no cosmetics can erase? Maybe.

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