Autobiography

Lazy Bloody Teachers

Back inside and lesson three, watered down versions of GCSE.
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Earth Heart (3)

Yesterday, we trampled back into the woods

Timing 21-22/1/2015

Kind and soft. An original type of charm. Something on the way he so sweetly smiled. Stars would be jealous to find out his eyes were the owners of...
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Men, Not Beasts

A poem about humanity and violence, seen through the lens of boxing.
Cherry

Childhood stories

On visits to Grannie’s little end terraced house, my sisters and I would sit at the table and listen to her stories about Rupert the Bear. There...
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A Strange Goodbye. (leggings side story)

It was way past dark, and I woke to the sound of a voice, soft, English, far away. “Hi again,” I say brightly. I feel there is an urgency. He wants...

School crush

Your thought pattern is unorthodox Like lazy bed rest in the middle of the day Shadows play steadily across your mind scape As you try to recapture...

creator

I used to think you were odd Staying in at lunch break Oils in your hand Canvas stretched like Canada You placed each stroke like your personal...

Alive

I’ve always held certain truths inside me; things that I was never told but innately 'knew'. For instance, I 'knew' I would love nothing and nobody...
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Snowfall Ramble

Melting in the valley down below but the higher up the hill we go boots squeaking through ... second-hand tablet seems to say …