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StoryA vision beyond reality jolono1111 years 1 month ago
StoryMoving On Silver Spun Sand1611 years 1 month ago
StoryMoving luigi_pagano1011 years 1 month ago
StoryWhat Endures Silver Spun Sand711 years 1 month ago
StoryLaughing In The Yard loquaciousicity011 years 1 month ago
StoryRemembering Burnt Norton Philip Sidney2011 years 1 month ago
Storylets start Fracking alphadog1111 years 2 months ago
StoryTHE KING'S PANTALOONS moonphish611 years 2 months ago
StoryMaths Idea – Boxes well-wisher211 years 2 months ago
StoryMy sweet love well-wisher211 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Ballad of Bill McNally kheldar511 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Drummer loquaciousicity211 years 2 months ago
Storyapprentice torscot1211 years 2 months ago
StoryConsecutive number trick– well-wisher211 years 2 months ago
StoryWhile I Gaze in Your Eyes loquaciousicity211 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Acrobat loquaciousicity011 years 3 months ago
StoryDinosaurs Philip Sidney1111 years 3 months ago
StorySong for Sam hudsonmoon2411 years 3 months ago
StoryPoetry Day Pastoral Philip Sidney1311 years 3 months ago
StoryGypsy Eyes loquaciousicity211 years 4 months ago
StoryUrban Spring Philip Sidney2411 years 4 months ago
StoryGrey Mirror tibi popovici511 years 4 months ago
StoryBattered Shells loquaciousicity511 years 4 months ago

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To Isolde, A Gift - If Only You'll Be Mine

You asked me for a dance one night, ’twas late one New Year’s Eve, and as I held you in my arms, your shape did wend and weave; a sudden kiss as...

No More Cause To Worry

Well, Railroad Bob’s done lost his job, he’s got no place for working, his wife, she cries with desperate eyes, their baby’s head’s a’ jerking. The...

Lost Love Deliria

AWAKENING Sleep and slumber, dreams of wonder... weaving, morning’s vacuum broke the spell Pitted pillow, note of parting... leaving, “from your...

Leaves Begin to Shudder

A bum called Boe has stubbed his toe, he’s stumbled in the gutter; with broken neck, he looks a wreck, the sparrows all aflutter. The passers-by,...

Captive Bird – 12 Bars, 12 Dreams

CAPTIVE BIRD 12 BARS Twelve brazen bars, one frozen lock! Confined, sublime, an ancient Roc endures inside a barren cage, her catacomb in sundown...

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