Cherry

Keeping up Appearances

Inspiration Point...spider and a red dress....
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Greenwood Tree : Prologue

Pagan gods don’t walk away just because you stop looking at them. The Gronny Patch sleeps; perhaps it dreams. Let it . .

The Edge of Sleep, a poem

The Edge of Sleep. I watch the dust settle in on the morning light. Epidermis and cosmos dance a helix - silent messengers from the bracket worlds, paratroopers in a clandestine

Abyss, a poem.

Abyss. What words are these like paper in my teeth? When we open our windows in the morning they will not sound, and yet we throw them each night into our emptiness, lowering ourselves
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A Cup of Tea

You were forewarned and when you are lost Remember the tragedy I promised.
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3 boys

Three boys tired to sell me a Christmas tree for one pound, As I walked along black ground in January dusk.

Roll of the Dice

Dice have been rolled by beggars and lords, soldiers and sharpers across sandy floors,rough wooden trestles,in gaming houses, taverns,inns and the trenches . . .what memories do they bring with them ?

Broke inside

im broke inside, my tears i can not hide, there is a dent im my shield, thats forcing me to yield, and to accept defeat, which was cause from your heat, the passion we shared,

Moved on

we said we both had, however still we were sad, but time passed, i know your not going to be my last, but your still living in yesterday, and are not ready to move on to today,

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