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carrel
You’re not there Side by side as we were Sitting stretched sometimes Sighing and nodding Chasing certain phrases Folded together newspaper pages Worn...
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our house
Sometimes I feel really old. I’m sitting in the kitchen when my niece sneaks in the back door. I kid on I hadn’t heard the clatter of hurried feet,...
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best days of our lives
Our meetings fraught I’m a fragile thing Flexing home-made wings Balancing on a lid of doubt Bent double with longing Recall our meeting? I come to...
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Every Day Free
The Asian taxi driver sat with the engine running, a half-full bottle of Irn Bru wedged upside down in a loop near the door, sloshing from one fare...
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bumblebee
The heart script Let me turn away from you While I still can Find a dance Share the past moves Let me murmur in your ear A manifesto of why we are...
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you carry on too Jeanne we
Posted on Thu, 03 Sep 2015
you carry on too Jeanne we just muck in and write as we do.
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feels real. a headache that
Posted on Sat, 05 Sep 2015
feels real. a headache that binds all thoughts to hurry up and pass or let me die.
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Reminded me a bit of Stephen
Posted on Tue, 01 Sep 2015
Reminded me a bit of Stephen King (Stand by Me and The Tommyknockers) it's certainly got that otherness that affects dreams and memory and turns a body. I don't think 'no one' needs a hypen. And I'm not sure about choosing 'initiates'. I love the...
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thanks vera and littlebit. I
Posted on Thu, 03 Sep 2015
thanks vera and littlebit. I acutally forgot I wrote this. I guess that photo of the wee boy in the sand, like the one in MyLi, of a little girl burning in Vietnam, makes you think, just a splurge of sound, on paper, no real sense. What makes me...
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I suppose getting it down on
Posted on Sun, 26 Jul 2015
I suppose getting it down on 'paper' might help?
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slight breeze and a hint of
Posted on Tue, 21 Jul 2015
slight breeze and a hint of danger in a leisurely lie.
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thanks Rob, I'd guess I'm
Posted on Mon, 20 Jul 2015
thanks Rob, I'd guess I'm held in such esteem because I've been here longest. I must admit to writing as much rubbish as the next man (or woman), but I'd also guess I've lucked in that it's the first you've read and you like it so much....
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tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow,
Posted on Fri, 17 Jul 2015
tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, might never come, poor today, but rich in another way.
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that's the truth, truth,
Posted on Tue, 07 Jul 2015
that's the truth, truth, Nothing I can say, but the world doesn't have to be that way.
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death is never far away. Not
Posted on Tue, 07 Jul 2015
death is never far away. Not us we pray. But for a moment we lie and watch the bird of prey fly by. Lovely.
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