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Green stick fracture (edit)
We spread contented on our thrones and clap the supple tumbles, like shiny silver dollars spinning cross the blade lush lawn. We sup sweet wine and sour beer and goad each
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A Tribute to You
I wrote this a day or two after I met my sister for the first time. I was feeling confused, it's about my mother, who passed away 2 years ago.
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I could have gone on and on
"Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic" (Arthur C. Clarke) His face, for the first time in photographs, shows a new expression, one unexpected:
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!!THE RAVE!!
HEY MISTER DJ, IT’S TIME TO MAKE SOME NOISE! TURN UP THE VOLUME, FOR ALL THE GIRLS AND BOYS! TURN ON THE STROBE, THEN TWEEK UP THE BASS, THE PARTY’S STARTED, IT’S TIME TO ROCK THIS PLACE!
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Devil
This is part of some new writting after getting some advice from Mark brown..cheers mark!
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Transition 9
When changes come, a mirror shines bright light into your face. It’s during transition these lines of battle must be faced.
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Jenny And The Emperors Garden
Sometimes children can glimpse for a brief time a magical side of life .
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Three reasons to love Teedie Roosevelt
1. For chasing the thieves out in Badlands who yoinked his boat, hardly thinking one ruddy, moustached owner, dripping with water, perspiration or essence of double-hard madman
SOLITUDE
SO SOLITUDE, SOLITUDE, WHERE AM I NOW? HOW MANY YEARS WAS I UNDER YOUR BOUGH? HOW MANY YEARS DID I SIT AND CONTEMPLATE? WHAT WAS MY FUTURE, WHAT OF MY FATE?
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Naptime Five Hundred #3: Alan Ball, and Alan Ball
Naptime 500 series.
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Transition 8
I am standing in a corridor, the background it is dark. A wind approaches from the shadows the voice is almost like a bark.
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Summer's Memory
Remember August, when we met? It seemed idyllic then, and yet on looking back I can't recall the pleasure of that Summer Ball; just heat, oppressive, like a shroud
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The coffee here is drugged
Send word. Send poison experts with bulletproof vests and superguns and get them to order mochas across the way. Just one and I was charged like a sixty-six inch cell,
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GRAVEYARD TALES - S1/E6 - FRANKIE AND HIS NEW GIRLFRIEND
It was quite a few years ago when I got my first proper girlfriend.
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Things I have brought today
I have brought my warm, weathered waist coat Which is creased like an elephants hyde Also with me is a mood so melancholy That the birds have withdrawn as to escape Its shadowy clutch
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Things I have'nt brought with me today
I have not brought my seal of zeal this afternoon As a distant cloud has dulled my mood Also not with me is my beloved darling Who has in-fact not been with me for quite sometime
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No escaping this
This piece is for a new magazine called tripod which promotes new writers from Nottingham, Derby and Leicester. www.tripod.com . The working title was Escape.
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Answerphone
A message on my answerphone, from a voice I've never heard, has left me full of yearning as I hang on every word. For my messages are usually, in truth, a bit mundane;
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Arctic spunk
Arctic spunk I caught him mid orgasm on my bedroom rug. He said no matter how hard he tried, he saw hairdressers slick popping lids off jars.
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