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StoryA Speckled Stone inchiki611 years 4 months ago
CollectionRhymes for a Mood & 27 Watt inchiki011 years 5 months ago
StoryTuriya inchiki111 years 6 months ago
StoryReflection on Verse 517, Guru Vachaka Kovai inchiki011 years 6 months ago
StorySushi Bar Haiku Set seannelson614 years 3 months ago
StoryNot Knowing Where I Was (I Knew Where I Was) inchiki214 years 3 months ago
StoryReports of a Disturbance in the Heart inchiki214 years 3 months ago
Storywhat they didn't tell you at Fermilab inchiki314 years 3 months ago
StoryHume Vs Popper inchiki214 years 3 months ago
Storyhallucinations in dreams inside dreams in the University of Delusiana seannelson314 years 3 months ago
StoryFresh and Clunky Louise178614 years 3 months ago
Storyvalentine, for john maddie4848114 years 11 months ago
Forum topicCherry Pickings Yazmin614 years 11 months ago
StoryUnqualified Spin Doctor Dynamaso514 years 11 months ago
StoryA Silent World luigi_pagano2514 years 11 months ago
StoryMetal Box - the poem Fran Thompson114 years 11 months ago

My stories

Not Knowing Where I Was (I Knew Where I Was)

not knowing where I was I suddenly knew where I was (with you) the moon in my heart fell up to my throat there were columns of light a bus 19 later I realised – Hyde Park Corner!

what they didn't tell you at Fermilab

if there is a Guiding Hand it is our own from the potent future where we perch in space controlling everything but especially controlling the past

Hume Vs Popper

it's not just that i feel uninspired my attempt has been as squalid as the next fumbling around with reason driven mad into the ditch only the heart kept a true course
Poem of the week

A Speckled Stone

a speckled stone round as the moon is balanced on the temple gate under that tree lies the man who placed it there centuries ago silently he awaits its fall - his final act upon the earth

Turiya

let the eye close without and open within knowing nothing I visit sleep and become happy gunned down by day my idleness stands watching as I slip into the perfume of a rose -

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