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Woof! Woof!

The Beagle had just arrived, 21 days. Puja’s friend Priya named him Snoopy who became very popular in the neighborhood ...
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On Alexander Bard and Europride 2018

What follows is a piece of satire. Sensitive readers may be offended ...
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The Other Side – Chapter 3 – Water Works

It's Izzy's first day at her father's house and she is mesmerised by the garden statue. All goes well until ...
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The new orphanage

‘Tell me why you feel this way.’ ‘I wish I could tell you. They are so caring. I have two ...
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The Other Side – Chapter 2 – Greetings!

Izzy goes to stay with her Dad and her step-family that she doesn't like, her step-mum Siobhan and especially her ...
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Life skills

"What? Are you crazy? I will never allow my wife to work. Women should be best kept at home." Everybody ...
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Seen in Morocco 1974

Seen in Morocco 1974   A run-down village of adobe walls painted shabby shades of rose-red pink  stands forlorn on ...
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Chaucer

Geoffrey Chaucer, though dead as a saucer, towers in April showers. From “Disoccidented” by Alfie Shoyger: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Disoccidented-Alfie-Shoyger/dp/1999922859 ...
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The poetical over-sensitivity

Moody poets are most volatile and unpredictable, they are complained of for their lack of continuity, that you can never ...
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Ghosts of the battlefield

 Wandering ghosts hide whispering in the mist, Forgotten voices echoing across barren fields, Here only one thing seems to grow,  ...
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A Place Rarely Visited

This is a memory of a  place rarely visited. A recently trusted wilderness, where I wandered without worry, when the ...
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The party is over

No, not quite as yet, there might be shortcomings and hangovers, there might be some abruptions, something wrong that wrecks ...
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Why limbo, why me?

Caught between two worlds. A dreamer of dreams. Collapsed, so often in thought. Drowning in a sea of quandaries ...
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Old faithful

The sun glows, It grows so strong Beaming, brimming , With summer light, It never seems to fall. Light fades ...
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/ Non-Fiction / 57 words / /

Shipping forcast

Of a Sunday we would mass Around the wooden box. The goons would fade, Memories of Spike would linger Long ...
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/ Non-Fiction / 46 words / /

Lets run with the Moon.

Let'st run with the moon!Watch the sunlight on her face, See the reflection of her smile. I love the sparkle ...
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/ Non-Fiction / 82 words / /

The Journey Is Long (Part II)

   Pick a color. Any color and make it your favorite color for the year. Arbitrary is a good way ...
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Like a silent soldier

Like a silent soldier I watched, I cared. You were all of my hearts desire. You took my breath, If ...
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The tones of African light.

The tones of African lightThat split day from night. The vibrant hues spew In an instant, Glowing, almost volcanic, Glorious ...
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/ Non-Fiction / 47 words / /

The Journey Is Long

Instead of poetry, some prose Daily bread. A simple concept, but not a reality for far too many humans on ...
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/ Journal, Journal Entry / 550 words / /

I sit, I sup, I ponder.

A cafe to rest my weary torso, Weakened from the daily woes, Toils brewed and eased. Coffee eases the strain ...
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/ Non-Fiction / 88 words / /

She loves me?

She loves me she loves me not? Daisy’s, plucked gently from the ground,  Pulling petals, one by one…  Their beauty ...
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/ Non-Fiction / 132 words / /

Let the pen swing.

O pen of pens,Like the might of a sword, You convey the written word. Muted not a sound, Ink splashed,perfect, ...
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/ Non-Fiction / 52 words / /

Leave your dreams for yesterday.

I was that fool,I broke my own rule. Sucked under your wing, you made an impression. In the dark you ...
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/ Non-Fiction / 75 words / /