Beagle Limerick

There once was an ambitious beagle Who wanted to rise with the regal He petitioned the Queen But he couldn't get seen So he latched on to Dame Anna Neagle
Cherry

Decrepitude

In the back lot Behind an old grease factory A hulking metal shell Is trying its hardest to return To the earth from where it once came Rust flowers on its doors Have blossomed and climbed

Forever Grateful

If I was trapped under an avalanche If I was being thrown to the lions If I was caught in the middle of a riot I wouldn’t want to be with you If I was carrying a deadly infectious disease

SNOWSHOES FROM A CREE LADY essay

Moosonee, Ontario, on James Bay was one of the most important stages in my working life, for the year spent there in 1967. I learned about a very proud and resilient people, the Cree Nation. RLP
Cherry

After You'd Gone

reworked since submitting - but just don't seem to be able to make this work

WHEN A CHILD DIES a prayer

Sadness is like a mantle of gloom when a child dies. And parents can only turn to prayer to help with the healing.

Swashbuckler Too.

Swashbuckler... go on, pick another language you know, try and find a translation for it.

Fifth of August [the beginning]

As Lucy looked at her plane ticket for the fourth time, seeing Gate D she walked towards it and sat down on a near chair. She glanced around, seeing a few people.

INSIDE THE MIND OF A DRIVEN CULT BUSTER

I don't know what made me write this, but it took me only 30 minutes to finish this. This piece is not intended to offend anybody.

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