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The Circus - Chapter Three

“You are the only one who can help,”

Six words, not Five.

Just an interesting observation of one of my friends mind's, and how we choose to see the details and the big picture in varying scales. Comments requested!

Do You Know Me?

You think I'm an object with no mind of my own, But since I met Him I've learned and I've grown, You think I'm a girl who is scared and alone, But I know that at last the way has been shown.

The Calling

Through the winds I hear a voice that echoes softly in my mind the sound of the spirit calls me near On blackest nights On brightest days the voice calls strong beckoning calling

To Be One

When He holds me I feel safe in His arms, When he is with me I feel cherished, When He needs me I feel special, When He takes me I feel loved.
Cherry

27 Repetitions

A short poem I wrote, slightly adapted for this website. I'd be interested to see if you can spot what I've included in the stucture. Comments are not only welcomed, but requested!
Cherry

Paradise Lost.

is there anything worse than a dream dangled, tantalisingly in front of you - but never quite attainable ?

He Pooped Outside Of The Box

"...Just another well dressed monkey Carrying a wrench,..."

Trisha at Gabriel's Place

[Crime and Punishment][The Brothers Karamazov][The Collected Works of Kim Il Sung][Without Feathers][The Collected Works of Rilke][To Know a Woman]:

Truth in my voice

Introducing the truest voice of Detroit, it's who else but me fool. Don't let the foolishness they feed you, on T.V. mislead you. Don't let the magazines, and them papers out there decieve you.

Hitmans Diary

He was born in a jail cell because his Mother was a con. In his Mothers cupped arms was a newborn timebomb. But the fact is that it wasn't his fault. He was in a electrical caged vault.
Cherry

Why?

Trying to understand.

You've perfected your lines..

'you send me roses;a desire to revive our love with another blossoming chance.'

"GOING MY WAY?"

When the old Buick stopped I couldn’t believe my luck. I was sure enough tired. It'd been a long day a'searing heat, and nasty looks.

The Adventures Of Edwin Groob - Chapter Three

“And this,” Kale made Edwin jump as he appeared right next to him. “Is Sophie.”

An Ode to Ganesha

Four-handed elephant-headed man, god of learning and schools, fat like Thai riding park beasts, dean of Gaiia's University, red drunk like me on a writing binge,

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