MistakenMagic

Primary tabs

TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryOh, What a Lovely War! Silver Spun Sand1914 years 5 months ago
StoryJerome maggyvaneijk2114 years 5 months ago
StoryIn defence of Heaven well-wisher414 years 5 months ago
StoryMy dead diary - graveyard wars rjnewlyn1114 years 5 months ago
StoryGrowing Pains Silver Spun Sand1614 years 5 months ago
StoryThe True Curse of the Unread Story kheldar214 years 5 months ago
StoryEvery Picture Tells a Story Silver Spun Sand1514 years 5 months ago
StoryAn important message Beeme514 years 5 months ago
StoryThank God I Didn’t Inherit My Father’s Nose MistakenMagic2114 years 5 months ago
StoryMy dead diary - baiting vampires rjnewlyn1214 years 5 months ago
StoryTell It Like It Is Dynamaso614 years 5 months ago
StoryKnowing things Daniel Saint-John514 years 5 months ago
StoryCathedral Window. ScoZen1414 years 5 months ago
StoryThe way we were seashore3414 years 5 months ago
StoryNothing Good about Goodbye Silver Spun Sand2314 years 5 months ago
StoryWordsworth's Secret MistakenMagic1614 years 5 months ago
StoryConceptual seashore2614 years 5 months ago
StoryPaper trail shoe2014 years 5 months ago
StoryDream Cord london_calling79814 years 5 months ago
StoryNightfall Daniel Saint-John514 years 5 months ago
StoryUnder The Mistletoe (Christmas Love Song) well-wisher214 years 5 months ago
StoryScarred skinner_jennifer3114 years 5 months ago
StoryBlue on Blue Silver Spun Sand1314 years 5 months ago
StorySpace maggyvaneijk2314 years 5 months ago
StoryGay Encounters - unsexy mathematical bakery poem.. littleditty1714 years 5 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Perpendicular

Flickr IP. I am the room's fifth corner. You stretch yourself along my back - I am perpendicular.
Cherry

Meaning

It was you who thrust the poem into the corner and continued to kick while it cowered - just to see what happens when it bleeds.

Anticipation

Tomorrow I get my AS level exam results so I guess my phobia is the grades ;) Grades! Grades! The envelopes shriek at the irony that a poet should be afraid of letters.
Cherry

Blossoming

A very personal poem for me. 'At fifteen I stood alone in my bedroom. Locked the door.'
Cherry

Something to Say

I warm my bare feet on the dash board, sitting in the boyish manner that makes you laugh, as we drive up Avondale Road.

Pages