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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | How To Kill A Child | Kilb50 | 12 | 8 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | seagull memory | adld | 3 | 9 years 3 months ago |
| Story | She had not aged well | lavadis | 9 | 9 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Words that I Wanted to Explain to Him but Never Did | staticshakedown | 1 | 9 years 8 months ago |
| Story | new year | adld | 3 | 11 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Getting dressed on a bad day | adld | 0 | 11 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Canal | adld | 2 | 11 years 2 months ago |
| Story | An Early Morning Phone Call From Tom Waits | ralph | 2 | 11 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Aerial | adld | 5 | 11 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Bike Ride | adld | 13 | 11 years 2 months ago |
| Collection | sops | adld | 0 | 11 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Underground | adld | 2 | 11 years 2 months ago |
| Collection | Bike Rides | adld | 0 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Crick | cabruce | 2 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Original | Itane Vero | 1 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | March Evening | adld | 6 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Canary Wharf | adld | 6 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | London Like a Flower ( A song) | adld | 0 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | # Tracks | adld | 2 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Tower Bridge | adld | 0 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | The Language of Cranes | adld | 7 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Low Tide | adld | 2 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Time-Lined | adld | 13 | 11 years 4 months ago |
| Story | ? she asked | adld | 2 | 11 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Muddler | celticman | 5 | 11 years 4 months ago |
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seagull memory
The wind picks up by Barbican, doglegs me through St Paul’s, past a nut-seller huddled by his stall on the bridge that will wobble no more whips foam...
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new year
grey this new year morning, wait this new years morning for the hangover to pass Rebel-Rebel mothers sang in a whirl for boys and girls singing late...
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Getting dressed on a bad day
My shirts hang like vultures above my head waiting, impatient, drumming their buttons. Soon, one will float down, meld to skin, and begin to gnaw...
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Canal
Busy sunday banks earphoned joggers families of cyclists, near, just below the surface, a transparent medium the clarities amazing uncurling green...
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Underground
Soft creeping through tunnels, exuding fresh clean air, no clatter, the underground approaches. It gently strokes the platform as doors slide to...
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i've got no idea how this got
Posted on Mon, 21 Jul 2014
i've got no idea how this got onto my account - it expresses the anger we all feel at these events in a direct and powerful and direct way and is a great piece of work but i was very surprises when i thought I was editing a verse abour half-...
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This struck me as a powerful
Posted on Fri, 27 Jun 2014
This struck me as a powerful poem because of its honesty and slightly chaotic form, held together by the balance of the first and last line. Very vivid, thanks for sharing.
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Posted on Thu, 24 Apr 2014
Loved the unexpected images and juxtapositions of separate lives merged
Read full commentPosted in I remember when the pub was full of old men