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StoryThe Disciple john_silver215 years 9 months ago
StoryJesus mentality alonso071115 years 10 months ago
StoryInsomnia Luly Whisper215 years 10 months ago
StoryLightning Hairy Dan215 years 10 months ago
StoryTuesday Sonnet: Theatre john_silver416 years 7 months ago
StoryTuesday Sonnet: The Wisdom of the Old john_silver416 years 11 months ago
StoryWhose Ark? jennifer717 years 5 days ago
StoryFriday Sonnet: Silver john_silver417 years 5 days ago
StoryWel I know now... sonic_tonic117 years 5 days ago
StoryTuesday Sonnet: Merits john_silver317 years 1 week ago
StoryThirty Odd Years Myndstorm617 years 3 months ago
StoryFitzrovia in These Times poetjude417 years 3 months ago
StoryMonday Sonnet: Coda john_silver317 years 3 months ago
StoryPinhole Photographer (for Justin) jennifer517 years 4 months ago
StorySnails on the Floor of Heaven jennifer217 years 4 months ago
StoryFriday Sonnet: Enumeration john_silver317 years 4 months ago
StorySplit. indigogold617 years 4 months ago
StoryMonday Sonnet: Sanctis john_silver317 years 4 months ago
StoryBefore I say I Love You MistakenMagic817 years 4 months ago
StoryHow to Fall hadley117 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Red Rose of Palookaville (re-edited) ralph417 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Red Rose of Palookaville ralph217 years 4 months ago

My stories

Thursday Sonnet: Flourish

The first time that we met your eyes were lined With streaks from lights that now have turned to ash. It still was winter then; the season sighed In mists on the concrete, you were a slash

Monday Sonnet: The Stream (II)

Direct continuation of the previous sonnet, took me slightly longer than expected.

Wednesday Sonnet: The Stream (I)

Part 2 to follow in a couple of days.

Monday Sonnet: A Tapestry of the Air

No, I would not believe that brazen man Whose autumn bronze now rusted by my street: He said I should not breathe your air that sung, Nor tame its winds and tend them at your feet.

Saturday Sonnet: Eternity

It’s true my love for you is not eternal – but then Again, you aren’t either. Would you really Want something that’s been forged so goddamn steely

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