Autobiography
At A Jumble Sale
On a winter day.
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Part of my Autobiography - Saturday's Girl
Chapter 2 – Saturday’s Girl I decided to look for a Saturday job in that last year at school so I could earn some money to buy myself clothes. I was...
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Cacophony On Holiday
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Cacophony On Holiday Grandchildren all with Ipads, Adults with mobile phones or Ipads, All going at once. Kids’ TV, nursery rhymes, Wrestlemania, You...
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Sultry Days And Nights
In coolness Of night I sit alone With eyes Shut tight, Imagine Submerging In pool of Sparkling Cool water, Palms cup Each clear, Sun drenched...
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HERE I SIT
in the living room of my deceptions TV an instrument of choice in different zones of human emotions— should I watch an old Western or reality issues...
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Dust Never Settles
Soft and cool, my young legs stretched and toes splayed in a JC Penney palace beside you in the old bed. The blue room, where four decades later you...
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FROTHY FUN
Today we are going to do an experiment; Let us put washing powder in vinegar! My son said. That's when I felt the ink Bubbling over; Like washing...
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Shoebox Heart
We boys sat round a flip-topped box fondling reverently ancient cardboard and new plastic. Our imaginations fired, lust and the first flush of desire...
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Senescent Language
Senescent Language Of my forefathers Lingers in my adolescent memory I had vowed to forget my distant past Only then could I become a true citizen Of...
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Circa 1958
Ordered an egg roll with a buddy of mine spoke of how tough it was at home and other things— that mom was a waitress here like the one bringing our...
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