"beauty in bloom"

a haiku
Cherry

Before the Fall

You use the kind of ink that never dries.

Food For A Thief

Another snippet from childhood, featuring Podge and Degs (-;

Who?...What?... Where?...

Something my husband is aways complaining about. An acrostic poem

It's about

A life of a man who makes wealth he goes to cultural events and he has friends and he plays cards and he has a wife and enough children he has everything but instead of adding up

Yet these waves crashing their drear tempest 'pon the land

Yet these waves crashing their drear tempest 'pon the land Are overcoming darkly, dashed anxieties Battering the bleakness to sediment and sand Scattering the beacons of drowned priorities

Pissed And 30

I wrote this in 30 seconds. I know it tells but I am also very drunk. Go the bubbles. Its my 30th and its how I feel. Speeling jam is re typing all the mistakes I make whilst pissed. Alochol hey.
Cherry

SF. Pt 7b. The Jazz Club.

Simon kindly fills in some gaps.

Don’t. Stop. Me. Now.

One of my (famous?) rants...forgive me?
Cherry

December 12

Going through the stockroom to clock in, the shelving is skeletal; then where the cages of new delivery go, are neatly laid out posters, huge and bright as medeival banners - 70%OFF, 90% OFF, LAST FE

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