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StoryOutside Beeme1915 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE DEVIL TAKES CARE OF HIS OWN (I.P.) kheldar215 years 4 months ago
StoryHome is where the heart is, shoe615 years 4 months ago
StoryBlock MistakenMagic1715 years 4 months ago
StoryWEARINESS kheldar815 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE VOICE, THE CHOICE, MY FRIENDS REJOICE kheldar615 years 4 months ago
StoryI will not stay tonight shoe1215 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE DARK TIMES kheldar215 years 4 months ago
StoryHOW QUICK (TRUST TO DUST) kheldar215 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE POET'S CURSE kheldar1215 years 4 months ago
StoryBreakdown Dave Flanagan415 years 4 months ago
StoryWaltzing Matilda Silver Spun Sand2015 years 4 months ago
StoryWould you? Firebird515 years 4 months ago
StoryI would shoe815 years 4 months ago
StoryDreaming Spires MistakenMagic3415 years 4 months ago
StoryEYES UPON THE GROUND kheldar915 years 4 months ago
StoryGET OVER IT (on having my story for Haiti rejected) kheldar1015 years 4 months ago
StoryShit Happens wandelaar615 years 4 months ago
Storymirrors Twelvestopsandhome215 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Sculpture hadley115 years 4 months ago
StoryDare flutterby-baby215 years 4 months ago
StoryWhere to lay the blame? mmseason515 years 4 months ago
StoryForgive me shoe1015 years 4 months ago
Forum topic100 Stories for Haiti tcook1615 years 4 months ago
StoryLearning to Kiss Kachina315 years 4 months ago

My stories

DIGGING

Apart from my essays at school, this was my first attempt at a short story, liberated from the dark confines of my PC.

A BABY'S ABC (I.P.)

A is for Amazement That I can suck my toes, B's for Bouncing Baby And for my Button nose. C is for the Crawling I'll do quite soon (with luck), D is for the Dummy I Diligently suck.
Cherry

NINE THIRTY-FOUR IN THE EVENING

As an experiment, I wrote this directly onto ABCtales, a form of free writing if you will. For the record I love my wife very much, it is my illness that makes me withdraw.
Cherry

FOR ALL HIS LIFE... (I.P.)

For all his life he'd tried his best To make the grade, to pass each test; To raise the bar, to win the game To leave his mark, to etch his name; To scale the heights, to reach the top

UNTITLED 2

A young internet friend of mine recently lost a childhood friend to cancer - i was moved to write this poem in response.

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