Melodrama

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Bunny and Jack

(My Mam and Dad)

Bunny and Jack

She looks at his weary weathered face
He once braved the hardiest of storms on his seafaring chase...

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One Moment

Are you my sister ?
I lost her years ago
In some dark error
Of ignorant
...

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A pain in the neck

A pain in the neck

I have a pain in the neck that is driving me mad
It hurts like heck coz it is very bad
...

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Down the barrel of a gun

Down the barrel of a gun

If I was him I would run away and hide
Coz she has got her hopes set very high to becoming his...

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Cuddled up in Coziness

Cuddled up in Coziness

He poured two lethal concoctions into each cocktail glass
this they both agreed was not as...

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Benefit Of Pain

Shades
Given

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Beware of the Boogeyman

Beware of the Boogeyman

Beware of the Boogeyman amidst the darkness of the night
He will frighten the daylights out of...

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Rain

(Photo by Caron Swann)

Rain

For I am wrapped in rain
slowly soaked in memories
an eternal fall into you
leaving...

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Ooh let’s get a takeaway

Ooh let’s get a takeaway

Oooh let’s get a takeaway
There’s so many different kinds to eat
Chinese, Indians, Tapas and...

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dem streets ain’t know yo name

dem streets ain’t know yo name

dem streets ain’t know yo name
just be out there like hunger on parade
all Mardi coup de...

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SLUMBER TRUMPETS

SLUMBER TRUMPETS

love is like slumber trumpets.
It’s all the same, really being different.
but somehow you...

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"Après Moi, le déluge...

"Après Moi, le déluge"

I come upon a meadow of absolute mirrors, swaying in the breeze.
I lose my Unicorn in the thicket....

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I am not a city girl

I am not a city girl

I have been to the busyness but I am not a city girl
Where one is just a number with everything in...

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Rain

I am here.

Rain

I know you're tired of waiting,but pe patient and keep your head up,

No matter how hard it will be...

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Paper

Paper

I am never chosen.
Your numbers burn through plastic skin,
Through cold perfections.
A...

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“No Siree!”

“No Siree!”

One of the reasons why I think snow is a distress well when I look outside my bedroom window there is an...

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~7 Times Fall, 8 Times...

~7 Times Fall, 8 Times Stand Up~

I stood tall the first day I could,
At 9 months old learning as I should.

The first time I...