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Chinese Whispers
I guess there was no way of knowing that things would turn out like this. As I stood and stared out across the moonlit, mountain vista, I reflected back on what had led up to this moment. When you're a mile high in the sky the air seems so much clearer and your thoughts become crystallised like a moth caught in an arctic freeze.
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A Working Complaint
It's been a hard day's night, And I've been working like a dog,
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Just Another War
How can we possibly imagine? ---------------------------------------- I look out of the window to see a sun shine, My children in a library, a million books define, An accumulation of knowledge, an acknowledgement to men,
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The World's End Motel
In the beginning, things were great. Seemingly, it had been a match made in heaven. All the signs were that we had a bright enough future together. I can still recall our wedding day. The sky was an ebullient blue, phosphorescent clouds in the minority as the sun streamed down on the gathering entourage. We readied ourselves for our vows with the theme of the day being how well suited we were. Maybe even the stars had fated our partnership, what with Aquarius and Aries a completely compatible combination. It's hard to imagine how things could turn out so differently.
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Private Hell
It had been this way for thousands of years; there was never a question of boredom so long as new entertainment could be found. The only hell in a purgatory of sorts was to be bored. After all, this was forever in a manner of speaking. Memnock took his place as he did every day, perched on top of his fluffy white cloud, positioned nicely for the coming hours.
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"Wind battering, rattling,
Posted on Wed, 03 Jan 2024
"Wind battering, rattling, howling,
thunder growling,
rain pounding, ground flooding,"
A tumultuous opening that captures a storm so well. And boy have we had some recently. They feel never ending. Maybe there are sunnier skies...
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Ooh that's a cliffhanger
Posted on Mon, 01 Jan 2024
Ooh that's a cliffhanger ending. I like this shift to sentience that's unravelling.
"You're more human than a human".
It's a compelling read. Keep going!
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"I am a woman of the mist,
Posted on Sat, 30 Dec 2023
"I am a woman of the mist, myself, now,
herding red deer on the trendle,"
A mystical reverie that transends the boundaries of mere language. Words are a beautiful thing. Just wonderful. Paul
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You have captured the magic
Posted on Sat, 30 Dec 2023
You have captured the magic of Christmas Eve so well. How as young children, we would intend to stay awake and then, next thing, presents have arrived. Very lovely indeed, Rhiannon. Paul
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That's a fascinating read,
Posted on Thu, 28 Dec 2023
That's a fascinating read, Turlough.
I guess most people end up with a cocktail of accents etc with social mobility and people moving around. I wanted to learn some Russian via the Zoom meetings I had with my son when he lived in Moscow....
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"...to obtain a holiday, a
Posted on Sat, 23 Dec 2023
"...to obtain a holiday, a family celebration,
with leisure, and rest from
… hard work!"
I felt exhausted reading the first few lines. Hoping those final lines are how your Christmas panned out, Rhiannon. Paul
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"Blow away the lies, the
Posted on Fri, 22 Dec 2023
"Blow away the lies, the hatred,
hasty accusations, malice."
Vivid and evocative. Lovely work, Rhiannon. Paul
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"...guilty of hitting his
Posted on Sun, 24 Dec 2023
"...guilty of hitting his partner,
and said yes to the aardvark."
Nicely done, Luigi. A poem full of colour and imaginative story-telling. Happy New Year, to you. Paul
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Stunning poem, Doug.
Posted on Thu, 21 Dec 2023
Stunning poem, Doug. Evocative and euphoric. Paul
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I like the duality of the
Posted on Tue, 19 Dec 2023
I like the duality of the underlying message. Both parties apologising acknowledging that none of us are perfect. We should all say sorry more often. Nicely done, Rhiannon. Paul
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