Narrative

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Yellow & Purple

Yellow & Purple

"I love your hands," she said
Until they were wrapped around her throat
Until she was waiting...

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‘My dearest Mother’

‘My dearest Mother’

“Do not be sad my darling”
my dearest Mother sighed to me
“Is it because your lover’s gone...

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My Maisie Grace?

My Maisie Grace?

Has anybody seen my Maisie Grace
she’s four feet eleven with freckles on her face
with a...

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Love Magic

Magic eyes
You have deep magic eyes.
I can feel your incantation.
Driving me to...

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Love

Love
Ifear your grasp
It brings death of sorts
It changes you and grabs you
...

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tock follows tick and tick...

Tock follows tick, And tick follows tock,
Just like the sound of an old grandfather clock.
...

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The Purpose of Life

The Purpose of Life

He had this existential question
and he was looking for an answer
until he read it in the...

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Time for Me

Time for Me

The passage of time moves quicker it seems
as years fly by with unrealized dreams
A clock...

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‘Drunk as a skunk’

‘Drunk as a skunk’

He was as ‘Nissed as a pewt’
as he fell off his chair
He landed head first in the garden...

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‘Thunder in the distance’ ?

‘Thunder in the distance’ ?

As I stand in the shower with my shampoo in the buff
Goodness sakes that is thunder again
...

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Let’s rekindle yesterday

Let’s rekindle yesterday

Life was so good after I met you
I smiled when you said that you felt that to
you filled up...

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‘Roll-on your relaxing...

‘Roll-on your relaxing holidays’

Situations, consultations
meetings to attend
Collecting kids from school
car...

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Saviour

Saviour

Damn you for proving me wrong, my perfect little hero.

Damn you for disproving my theory of...

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Turning from the Gray

Turning from the Gray

Bound and burdened by shackles and chain
not of iron or steel but, of pain
confined in a...

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Early August

Early August

Early August already
sunset has disappeared
Greyness blankets shady skies
cumulus...

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Ditty Over-load ?

Ditty Over-load ?

I’m not sure what to feel
I’ve wrote so many ditties
I’m almost onto number 1000
I...

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‘A lioness locked amidst it...

‘A lioness locked amidst it’s cage’

Little Jimmy sits at the back of the class
twiddling with his crossed armed thumbs
His...