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Story24-hour crisps cost more than £2 JupiterMoon61 year 1 month ago
Storyi don't turn up at your house... JupiterMoon31 year 2 months ago
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Story'No, i won't be needing breakfast' JupiterMoon31 year 7 months ago
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Storydoes that phone work with crumpets? JupiterMoon11 year 10 months ago
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Storystars over kennet JupiterMoon61 year 11 months ago
Storyonly when JupiterMoon41 year 11 months ago
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Storyspeed-dating for the vanished JupiterMoon32 years 1 month ago
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My stories

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

mother hill

mother hill your soundless fathomless age reigns here shivering sides consistently giving a little away – a previous road lost to your flank having...
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Gold cherry
Poem of the week
Pick of the Month

last orders at 'the weekend dad'

last orders at ‘the weekend dad’ she’ll be home now the back bedroom with the coloured lights you put up as you sit uncleared screwed up serviettes...
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Gold cherry

bmw

bmw the sun casts its shape across your lounge dusty china and faded photographs a radiator key you no longer understand your arrival grander now...
Gold cherry

24-hour crisps cost more than £2

24-hour crisps cost more than £2 each door is different but each reminds me how exhausted i am my bicycle seat is worn but can still bruise – so many...
Gold cherry

i don't turn up at your house...

i don’t turn up at your house… i hear them practiced piety echoing down the lane brief torch light you move as a pack a fala-la makes it through then...

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5 of my comments have received 6 Great Feedback votes

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Wow - these seems popular.

Posted on Thu, 13 Nov 2014

Wow - these seems popular. Thank you all for your comments. There is sadness in this poem; sadness in the surrender. But, that's the thing about surrender, you can change it. You can work hard to not wave the white flag. 

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Posted in not quite AA, but only 12 steps to the bar

1 Vote

This is stunning!

Posted on Tue, 15 Jul 2025

This is stunning!

Heartfelt and powerful. So many lines I loved - but 'They call me scattered; maybe true, But stars are scattered, brilliant too' is just amazing - it should be spray-painted on billboards and fwnces everywhere! Wonderful...

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Posted in Wired Differently

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Wonderful. Simply beautiful,

Posted on Fri, 16 Feb 2024

Wonderful. Simply beautiful, with just enough of a whisper of stark to give it bite. Powerful and well deserved picks. 

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Posted in Our Soil

1 Vote

Thank you for the golden

Posted on Fri, 10 Mar 2023

Thank you for the golden cherry and the kind comments everyone!

I would have loved to have joined in with the reading Insert... - but I'm seeing the Steve Hillage Band that night (a very good excuse, surely?) Next time... 

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Posted in meltwater

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Love this - perhaps it could

Posted on Sun, 18 Apr 2021

Love this - perhaps it could replace the daily news? Smart, clever and funny. 

'We can meet people (no more than six)
for social intercourse but not dirty tricks'

Glorious Luigi.  

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Posted in After the Storm