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THE OVENS CAMPGROUND NOVA SCOTIA poem

The path is a winding journey to old gold mining caves where birds call out

Do you know me?

This is a poem I wrote, expressing a few things about myself hope you enjoy it.

Dancing Aphrodite (IP)

...aimez-vous danser...

The Illness

Stuck on a ward, waiting for the end....

Dance with me

5 string haiku- IP "Come dance with me" My first haiku.

Betrayal (To the tune of sing a song of sixpence)

Sing a song of sexpants A pocket full of lies Four and Twenty black clouds Cover the eyes When the eyes are opened The truth begins to sting Now wasn't that a nasty shock to ruin everything

(Poisoned) Cake

Why eating too much cake can be bad for you

I Did Not Fly Back From Mumbai

I too have wasted my life. I did not fly back from Mumbai early this morning, as you slept deep between expensive sheets, to bring you gifts and warm romance.

What was this about?

I let my fingers pull it, just for spite and am a mile ahead, without another look back. Ahhhh, there ya' go, the little devil says,

My little crawly friends (Part 2)

Five months into my “worms eat my garbage and I could potentially start a potting soil business”, my bossed called me into his office.

My little crawly friends (Part 1)

I’ve been called a granola, Birkenstock wearer and sometimes even eco-terrorist by my family. I admit...
Cherry

Chapter Eight: Stonewash Balls and Desperation Takes Hold

Kate tries to help her brother through his depression but gets distracted by a fertile vision in skin-tight stonewash.
Cherry

THE RAMP poem

Iraq War arms take two smoking tries to roll up the incline, sometimes three

POLAR BEARS poem

Beauty is starkness, hunters awed by the eruption of iceberg sentinels

COME HOME DAD poem

Finally in tears I fled drunkenly into the street mom crying desperately by my side

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