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StoryONOMATOPOEIA dragao4021 month 1 week ago
StoryDon't count your chickens dragao4035 months 2 weeks ago
Blog entrySALVATION dragao4016 months 1 week ago
StoryOUT dragao4026 months 2 weeks ago
Blog entryPhotographs and Memories. January 2nd 2019 dragao4036 months 2 weeks ago
StoryRainbow's End dragao4046 months 2 weeks ago
StoryNew Traditional Folk Song dragao4019 months 1 week ago
StoryAIN'T NO LOVE (IN A HOUSE THAT'S BUILT ON WAR) dragao40110 months 2 weeks ago
StoryBernie Worrell. 19/4/1944 - 24/6/2016 dragao40211 months 2 weeks ago
StoryLet your hair down dragao4041 year 1 week ago
StoryMIDDLE MAN dragao4011 year 1 month ago
StoryGloreus Golden Shoes dragao4011 year 1 month ago
StoryDAWN'S CHORUS dragao4021 year 1 month ago
StoryALL IN MY HEAD dragao4023 years 12 months ago
StoryVERTIGO dragao4013 years 12 months ago
StoryKingston Mines dragao4005 years 11 months ago
StoryD - The Day dragao4005 years 11 months ago
StoryC - THE MERMAID AND THE TROUBADOUR dragao4005 years 11 months ago
StoryBlues in Bflat dragao4035 years 11 months ago
StoryBEASTLY HABITS dragao4005 years 11 months ago
StoryB - Muse dragao4005 years 11 months ago
StoryAND IT WAS DEAD I - FABIO'S STORY dragao4025 years 11 months ago
StoryA PLACE IN THE SUN dragao40105 years 11 months ago
StoryA Holiday Romance dragao4005 years 11 months ago
CollectionThings that sometimes rhyme..... dragao4005 years 11 months ago

My stories

Cherry

ONOMATOPOEIA

ONOMATOPOEIA Long walks on short days Brief smile on a long face Not enough onomatopoeia in my life Large bag of small toys Long wait for brief joys...
Cherry

Don't count your chickens

Don’t count your chickens The kids are hungry, the heat’s not on. Food shops empty, trains don’t run Who’d have thought we’d have so much fun Now we'...

OUT

Ana and Emma are out on Reception Working so hard, as hard as can be. They met back in school when they were in detention After a chasing a bully boy...

New Traditional Folk Song

She woke in the morning to her baby’s cry Don’t cry my baby. With an ache in her ribs and a blacked out eye Don’t cry my little one. She cradled the...

Bernie Worrell. 19/4/1944 - 24/6/2016

Five o'clock in the morning. Sitting reading about love and loss. Mainly the love, the good times, the humour and the companionship. A small tear in...

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