Philip Sidney

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Wisdom

“There are two types of apple. Those that you can eat and those you can’t.” Reuben's mother had intoned these words sagely, as if quoting one of the...
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On the Eve

No going back, always going forward. Belong to the known, longing for better. It’s about identity, it’s about hope. Loyal to the familiar, untied...

Gods of the Bog

It’s dark in here, the bulb’s blown, you can’t read. God won’t see you behind the locked door, so think anything you like, all those thoughts you...
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Saltley Gas Works (Necropolis)

A rise and fall of gas, power pushed from metallic lungs into the manufactured land. Life flooded the mechanical. Death hung in the air, choked...
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Name Tag

A bit of a mean one.

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379 of my comments have received 364 Great Feedback votes

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Nice shifts of perspective, I

Posted on Tue, 27 Jan 2015

Nice shifts of perspective, I like the methodical use of description, matching his actions, the suspense builds well too.

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Posted in Meditation

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Magical.

Posted on Sun, 25 Jan 2015

Magical.

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Posted in What I promised the sea

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I like the use of direct

Posted on Sun, 25 Jan 2015

I like the use of direct address and the building of suspense.

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Posted in Park Bench

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Wonderful, I can see how this

Posted on Thu, 22 Jan 2015

Wonderful, I can see how this moment would stay with you.

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Posted in The lake and the seagull

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Tom is a great character, you

Posted on Wed, 21 Jan 2015

Tom is a great character, you played with the reader's feeling thoughout, really enjoyed reading this.

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Posted in Runaway Hitchhikers

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Glad for this quick visit to

Posted on Mon, 19 Jan 2015

Glad for this quick visit to this exotic place on a cold and frosy English morning.

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Posted in savannah dream

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A lovely tranquil feel.  

Posted on Mon, 19 Jan 2015

A lovely tranquil feel.  (quiet)

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Posted in any given sunday

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The curse of being human.

Posted on Sun, 18 Jan 2015

The curse of being human.

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Posted in three a.m.

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I really like the way you

Posted on Thu, 15 Jan 2015

I really like the way you have built this, excellent structure.

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Posted in Melancholy

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The archeology of ourselves,

Posted on Tue, 06 Jan 2015

The archeology of ourselves, I like the ideas and images in this poem.

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Posted in Sifting Through

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