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little Hiroshima in my head

By celticman on Mon, 20 Jul 2015

Little Hiroshima in my head. Up in the air Single self fractures and disintegrates Leaving life too late Making rubble of the past A future that will...

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huts 2 (rewrite)

By celticman on Tue, 14 Jul 2015

'I'm looking for Ailsa ward.' I speak too quickly, trying to sound as confident as him, almost stuttering. But if I stuttered I would have died. The...

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huts 1 (rewrite)

By celticman on Mon, 13 Jul 2015

The security guard with a pencil moustache, slides open the window of the lodge at the hospital gates and addresses me as ‘sir’. I’m given directions...

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the case for the prosecution

By celticman on Sat, 11 Jul 2015

Every morning Papa Adams opened early to catch workmen before they started the early shift in the yard. He pushed her belly out like a pram and...

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Mark the might mouse is a bit

Posted on Tue, 02 Jan 2018

Mark the might mouse is a bit of a spellbinder. I hope he doesn't overdo it with the catnip.

Posted in The Fairy Cats

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we live we die and wonder why

Posted on Fri, 29 Dec 2017

we live we die and wonder why. I don't know, but nearer the end than the begining is a trend.

Posted in The Search for Meaning

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yeh, shades of snow and ice

Posted on Mon, 18 Dec 2017

yeh, shades of snow and ice and all things nice, but a message too, not long for you.

Posted in The Snownan.

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nice eyes don't grow old they

Posted on Wed, 06 Dec 2017

nice eyes don't grow old they just lose a bit of twinkle.

Posted in You had such nice eyes

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where are our friends,.

Posted on Wed, 06 Dec 2017

where are our friends,. indeed?

Posted in Touch Me Not

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nicely done. grown-ups are

Posted on Sat, 11 Nov 2017

nicely done. grown-ups are weird. That's why I refuse to grow up.

Posted in Poppy

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nice rhyme for halloween is

Posted on Mon, 30 Oct 2017

nice rhyme for halloween is ghostly time.

Posted in All Hallow’s Day

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I guess with hpyerbole and

Posted on Thu, 26 Oct 2017

I guess with hpyerbole and hyperreality sometimes we forget we're not always right.

Posted in Indifferent

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the sun brings its own

Posted on Thu, 26 Oct 2017

the sun brings its own medicine and this seems ancient and modern. The phrase, 'for wounded, beyond make mend' is slightly clumsy. I know what you mean, but simpler with 'beyond mend'.

Posted in Broken

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trays were our sleighs

Posted on Thu, 12 Oct 2017

trays were our sleighs

puss-in-boot style boots [too many boots. reword eg footware.

I'm not sure faces would be little, when you're little. Take out the uncertainties. eg, [perhaps with] a little ethnic design.

two-and-a-...