Narrative

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Here comes Bevan.... ...

Hospital talk

Here Bevan comes..... (spoken word)

39,
in hospital,
here Bevan comes,
in from...

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How they like us

How they like us

They like us dead, tied to their bed
Anything else than to see us ahead
They like us small,...

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What animal are you?

What animal are you?

The white man compares Jews to rats.
Vermin to be eradicated, not merely chased into sewers.
...

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Aftermath

The waves of uncertainty have left their mark.
I now stand in the ruts of my alleged failures....

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Avocet!

Avocet!

Avocet!
Tasted bleached ends of
Your threaded hair coils—Lemon.

Could we hide the...

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Mountains and Molehills

I’m always the happiest when found perfectly between.

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BEHOLD MY LOVE

A man in love

BEHOLD MY LOVE

Shatter the face of the mirror
It is a reflection that deceives
Let the sunlight alone judge...

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Does anyone know how you...

Please help me.

Does anyone know how you publish a book for free to get into bookshops

Hi there, my names James Bevan, from Shotley gate, Suffolk, UK, and I'm a terminally ill, full time,...

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In The Echo Of Your Absence

Don’t drift away, whispers the breeze,
a plea concealed in every piece.
You are the heartbeat...

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Murmur of the River

"hum of a journey''

Murmur of the River

Like the veins in our body transporting life, the river flows…
passing through the earth’s veins...

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The Captain Said ...

The Captain Said ...

On a night where the air hung sultry still
by the harbour, there, with his girl walked Bill.
...

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Through Time's Veil

Through Time's Veil

When everything is said and done,
and there is no more time for sorrow.
While all your loved...

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I Wonder?

I Wonder?


What would happen if the sun became the moon?
and the moon became the sun?
what I...

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I had believed

I had believed

The silk around her eyes
Fluttered to her feet
Sword blunt and rusty
Not a neck sliced...

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Room 11

Room 11

These words were spoken.
No last goodbyes,
There he stood,
to close her eyes.
...

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Tiny Blue Dots

Tiny Blue Dots

Tiny blue dots
Disappear in the bright patchwork of a red quilt
The textiles strangled...

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In the Pages of Magic

In the Pages of Magic

In the pages of fantasy books,
I find peace in shadowed havens.
A gateway to worlds unknown...