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StoryMexican Dad (or Jesus Wis a Car Penter) mark_p21 year 11 months ago
StoryCredit Where Credit's Due mark_p011 years 11 months ago
StoryCity Stanzas -A Sequence mark_p011 years 11 months ago
StoryCassandra Wilson mark_p011 years 11 months ago
StoryAberdeen Beach 1971 mark_p011 years 11 months ago
StoryA girl called Linda Bailey mark_p011 years 11 months ago
StoryA Friend Re-United? mark_p011 years 11 months ago
CollectionUnordered Tales mark_p011 years 11 months ago
CollectionAn Awakened Sense of Self mark_p011 years 11 months ago
CollectionSouled and healed mark_p011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Heart of the City mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryMannie mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryKid mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Windup Poem mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryReverting to Type mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryNineteen Ninety Nine mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryOne Third of A Life mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryLeaving The Old Place mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryShredding mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StorySpirit Flickers mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryRain mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StorySkin (of an Apple) mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StorySeer mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryMidlife mark_p012 years 1 month ago
StoryPortrait of a Dog (Alfie) mark_p012 years 1 month ago

My stories

A Friend Re-United?

A Friend Re-United? Early morning halflight I look for clues scour halfread books listen for whispers in favourite music tangible riffs tangled in memory Entering the room I breathe the dark feel the emptiness wish there was warmth I look for clues hints of mindset when you vanished into roaring silence, breathing the darkness peeling back the years wonder if it?s worth it. Early morning halflight I look for clues scour halfread books listen for whispers in favourite music tangible riffs tangled in memory Entering the room I breathe the dark Feel the emptiness Wish there was warmth I look for clues hints of mindset when you vanished into roaring silence breathing the darkness peeiling back the years wondering if it's worth it.

Hunters and Collectors

Hunters and Collectors Peacock proud and dressed to thrill, Strutting night streets, bold as brass. Trip through light on heels fantastic, Tiredly...

City Stanzas -A Sequence

City Observations

Seer

Poem

Portrait of a Dog (Alfie)

Portrait of a Dog (Alfie) warm body touches my hand eyes- expectant furtive -funny ears prick up at slightest sound head -raised up expectant of...

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