Groans. Translated rural, Stockies are four layers of linen. We are the educated Groans. We went to the top school' We learned about noses It was Stockies that drew the most interest' We loved listening to all the news on Stockies. In fact it was very interesting. One highly intelligent Groan... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
AN ENTRY FROM THE RUBBISH BIN.
Well scratch my ear. I hope you remember me? I am the poet larrikin of the Groans. Without introducing myself further I will begin. It was a normal day in the high street, when I saw a female Groan. I did not introduce myself as she was wearing a big hat. And in front of it dangled a piece of lace.... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Perils. Could it be at ninety-three he wanted to be entertained more lavishly? No longer poor; life was a bore, but I am sure he's one of them who will be remembered like the best of men. He didn't seem to love me then. He needed money to procure access I guess, to the lady on the floor of Apartment... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Old man and boy. He sat in a creaking coat in a chair with a high back. Feeling the fire as a friendly force he smoked and coughed' I watched his throat ripple and the grey bristle sweep away all illusions. It was good of him he could have spat on my naked knee, but choose to swallow the black... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
OH Perhaps I should rest my brain. A quick operation Yes place it in a bowl of brine four teaspoonfuls to half a pint' I don't think we need a surgeon for such a trivial connotation. As long as the fluid is free from halobiont. That is a salt-water organism which one is careful to avoid, and hardly... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 4, 2012
An Arranged Date If this is out of place, looking at your face well I suppose. it quite round and has the usual nose, One could say beauty was a source of anguish. One cannot put you in a niche and say you are a comely dish because one likes things round, or little bits that sound sweet when... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, February 24, 2012
THE OLD DIARY How do I want thee.As mortal flesh with flame. Or to keep thee perfect knowing thou will be flawless whereby a better world became. To be touched by thy sweetness in this hour. To feel the softer touch of thy desire. What will this blessed flesh empower? If I move closer to thy heart... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Maggie I saw my laughing daughter in a vision. Her hair trailed, she floated nearer than was wise. She chased my dreams and made her own decision. I saw her beauty in a mothers eyes. I held the summer woman for a while. She would not listen, to the whispers of her heart. My spirit waned and... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Dinner How are we seated so the light shines in my face? You are in shadow smiling as you place One wrist upon the table and watch the wine. It pleases madam, she smiles. Yes, yes. I say I am sure it is fine. Why do I feel nervous, 'to Heaven,' she says. 'Can you really afford such an expense these... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, February 10, 2012
Findings not Keepings It was found near to Heaven, on a long golden path. A small Cherub said., 'Take it, just for a laugh." " I do not deserve it." What else could I say. "Of course you do not. you must give it away and thank goodness I saw you,' was the Cherub's reply. "It is the last one I have,... Sign in to see full entry.