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Saturday, February 13, 2010

Problem

Cocoon. Today I did something that could make me squirm But I’m not going to think about it because it’s true I can’t stand a lot of pressure. So I must be firm. I really bit off more than I could chew. It is not wise to afflict myself with different versions Of the same old scene. I know I cannot... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Star

Star. I walked through the door like a true musician. Although I'd had no real tuition. I walked past the bar as the lads played pool. The piano was black and I sat on a stool. I called for a drink to the barmaid Pearl. She obliged with a wink as she fingered a curl. I hit the keys and the house... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Prayer

Prayer. Today I am empty of all thought. I rage in an emptiness, reaching for support into a myriad senses. All ache in tune. Soon I shall not wish to remember These harsh waves of emotion. But today I have wished this time away. There is no sorrow like an old sorrow, where it has run it runs... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Economy

Show me the light. “I don’t want to put my hand up your shirt, It’s just that I wish to study your brain circuits.” She blew ten fuses. “I suppose that amuses you.” She replied. I suppose I could have been amused? I might have tried to have made light of it all but she was hard to call. Perhaps... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Crocodile fancies.

Crocodile thoughts I went to a psychologist. He said you must get out more It is rather difficult as I believe that I belong to a group of crocodiles. He avoided my front teeth and explained that my nose was sore and the only way to effect a cure was to sleep out on the tiles. Accustoming the scales... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 8, 2010

A cotton picking dwarf

Once there was a quite refined dwarf, he only dined. on socks and sometimes at a pinch, tights which made a kind of mince. Of course his favourite drink was ink, preferably bright blue you’d think it wasn’t much to keep him going. There he sat quite bright and knowing. He may have had the stomach... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Red Apples

Red Apple. Every Boxing Day, Jimmy planted a row of seeds outside his back cottage door. He planted two seeds together, a broad bean and a pea. His garden was made up of black fertile soil; the brazen odd weed was sure to get its comeuppance eventually. Jimmy performed each task methodically. He... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Promises

SPARROW The spider spun webs in the stable and wondered if it were true. The meadow was covered in violets whenever the moon turned blue. The cows walked around with parasols when the sun climbed out of his bed. It all appeared unlikely, but that’s what the house sparrow said. The crows were eating... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Images

Images. How sweet you looked when I became caught in this event I made compliments especially for you. By breaking days into segments I could easily present sufficient reasons to continue. I moved deeper into an imagined potential situation. I knew that it was dangerous; the power insisted that I... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Searching for inspiration

I am going to try to write poetry. Excuse me while I get into the mood Perhaps I will count up to three Or try to get something into my blood. First of all I must gather up a voice it will have to be serious and strong. Probably rather harmonious and nice it will improve the example. If a meaning... Sign in to see full entry.

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