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Fable
Sometimes the slow road is the best way to travel
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The bus ride
The little community bus that runs between Ringwood and Poulner had swallowed most of its passengers by the time we arrived at the stop in Meeting...
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epistle to auld Nick
Friday the 13th today That fills some with dismay Auld Nick an Epistle to thee No need to appear or reply to me We’ll see each other soon enough...
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The Girl And The Sausage Tree (A tree, called Kigelia Africana, that grows in some parts of tropical Africa)
Once upon a time a little girl saw a giraffe eating fruit off a sausage tree and, wondering what it tasted like, she asked the giraffe, "Oh giraffe...
Breaking the ice
Frost covered brick, like glacé cherries, take a bite, lose your teeth. Cities grow faster than trees, amid once green fields. Lungs become like...
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Our Feet Don't Run
When we get up in the morning the sun is sure to shine ‘cause it knows I’m yours and it knows you’re mine we stroll along slow as we please we like...
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grimms8
There’s nothing else to do. Pizza Face and me with our duffle hoods up, in driving rain, are kicking a ball against the washhouse wall, playing...
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The look
It starts off with a single look Sharp like the water of a brook Which cuts across the heated room A flower just about to bloom Then comes the...
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His Love
His Love P K Routray A near circular space that is a human face havibg a diameter of ten centimeters covered by eyes, nose, mouth and ears can still...
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You Were There
You Were There By Paul McCann . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o7bOLgmOMqc When the walls came crashing down and there was no one around , that’s...
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Between the Lines: Chapter 4
The sound of thunder woke me up. I stretched. The alarm clock read 8:15. Hubert was probably in his favorite place. The smell of fresh coffee was...
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Werewolves (2 of 2)
They had a burst of resistance, trying to wake the innkeeper, but the word 'bandits' was quick to chase that away. The man threw his door wide open,...
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Werewolves (1 of 2)
She wasn't always a princess. It might be hard to reconcile it these days: dressed as she is in pearlescent silks, draped in lace, her hair all bound...
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Whiteout Rewrite (Departing the Black Market)
11. Departing the Black Market “All of that gold for three bottles of miserable purple goop,” moaned Nick as they stepped back out into the lit...
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grimms7
The hall is not much warmer than the landing, but the light left on in my room lets us see each other a bit better. Angela looks up at me, her golden...
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Earth Colours
Dark brown, white … green up … spattered, patterned red, yellow, pink, blue … yellowing … (a burst of red, rust, gold) … earth-brown … the next green flourish.
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Home
Home is in the country, The roots that hang on tight. It’s in the lakes and sunset sky. Home is in the woods, Where the leaves are always changing...
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Now Leroy He A Gambler
A man, Could be a woman, Case in point, it is not. Defined by grossness, Hyperbole it is not. This man Could be a mis-count, Case in point, it is not...
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Top Trumps
Mixed martial arts are not the arts. American football is not an art. Doing a deal was never an art. Politics is artless too... ...As granma's...
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