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#121

The vital spark

This item is about perseverance. It was written in the hardest times of my life.


Your life just smoulders like a small piece of coal. And into air silently your low spirits flow. Your smile is lost and life is draped in grey. The tears in your eyes mean...

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#122

Ora Mis

A love interest...


A silent hope's distant dream that lips will bond like pilgrims' hands will pray, The fates have deemed me unworthy and continue to cast me astray, A gentle touch upon cheeks of roses to...

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#123

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A very soothing feeling having her around  I just want to be gentle Kiss her  Love her  Feel her  Understand her Nuture her Treat her as if  She came out  of the earth  Not...

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#124

Elephant in the Room

First published in 'The Rialto'.


You don’t belong here,

where the rain stripes the walls

in the beige of disappointment.

I’ve locked up the goodies:

the pills, the rope, the razors –

even the car keys.

 

Yet you wake me

in the early hours,

begging me to...

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#125

Respect


Respect is a funny thing. Sometimes you have to stand up to get it, even if you've done well enough to earn it. Ha. That's why I deserted it, I dont need your respect, i give...

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#127

Sleepless


I can feel you lingering Washing ashore in the middle of the night  I can hear your echo from time to time  And your gentle rain still passes over me A nameless desire lost among the waves  My light searches the sound for...

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#128

i know

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#129

I stared at the moon

It's all about how nature never fails to inspire the man. Yes, nature inspired me to write it.
The moon, it shone upon me, its darkest Reflected on it, shone my darkest The past, shards of broken glass Regrets, the smothering gust of it It all tamed, the make-believe adamant heart And the door closed shut, was...

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#130

Battle Axe And Her Republican Trumpeting Waze

long festering within my noggin grew a germinal whim to broadcast (albeit electronically) the constant harrangues from the surviving zison clan of the cave bairs and lamb basted regularly soon after we set foot...

 

Upon bitterly cold dawning hours of one January 2000 day the Harns family desperately sought a place to live – “hay there” Nelson Swartley (an independent realtor) politely responded bringing unwelcome news viz our...

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