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Monday, April 14, 2014

A fairy tale for fairy children. I am sorry to tell you that there are baddies Yes amongst the fairies I could not believe it. But I heard the little cries of misery Just as I was about to do a forfeit. We elves have to look after our selves. So I didn't go racing across green meadow I placed all my... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Pe ta ls. I can see you as petals As yet you do not come together You swirl in little pieces of memory. A broken doll moving forever deeper into obscurity. How does one reach without pain when selected moments hold this that one needs to find and retain? How does one reshape and mould these... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

What is life? Something that will be enjoyed eventually. Unfortunately this is it. Sticky but it slips away- Long time is memory. happiness always vanishes easily. If memory set rock hard and was as inaccessible to thought as was one's conception. Pleasure might be found as one lost touch with each... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 11, 2014

The Major. How much longer can I stand your tormented version of universal suffering? The evidence for moving on is blatantly apparent. I feel I am in the guard house with no form of peace offering. You do not seem to have to have any real problems. The time you spent telling me about painting your... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Crocodile thoughts I went to a psychologist. He said you must get out more. Try and mix with different species. Try not to bore folk and express your views in a way that will be accepted. I tried to pick up the pieces; of course it is rather difficult when one believes he is a crocodile. The first... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Velvet It was time I dreamt A sliver of light beneath the door I went. All was so still No sound, no chill. Just the thoughts of one last breathe. Not even a parting kiss was left. So this was it, the final touch. To some things nothing matters much. It was easy, I resisted the call of those who... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Shopper. Suddenly she was there like a pulse in a straight line of emotion. How could she have entered through the low clouds of a supermarket doorway? Perhaps she was searching unwisely through those who trawled their lives away, searching for cheaper fish next to, the frozen lamb chops? Her auburn... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 7, 2014

OVER THE GARDEN FENCE Deadhead your flowers or you will find that they have other things in mind' Take the time and do his deed before they fade and go to seed. Although I'm whacked and getting soft Nature's decision to write me off as a redundant mass of energy irritates everyone including me' So I... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Fairies 'She's coming!' they cried, the fairies enjoyed, the great-grandmother's visit she came riding a small golden sparrow his name was Herbert and he was self employed. Where had she been? Somewhere between the old world and one that exists It is just a place that is easily missed. With a... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

The musician. He persevered, his thoughts were like curls. They had to be pulled and straightened over and over and as each became lucid there was a snap. All changed; bunched and knotted wires became bright and fused into images of purity and shadow. The frightening part was reality. It flashed far... Sign in to see full entry.

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