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Month: October 2016

falling

Posted on 30/10/201630/10/2016 by Mark Prisco

1 I was born on Saturday. Turned 30 on Monday. The days between, a blur. Especially nought to four and the early 20s when breast and bottle was everything.   2 I’ve said before: I recall crawling across the floor, soiling the moment, thinking Shit. Again!   A nought to four experience I think/ I…

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Harbour’s Roll

Posted on 27/10/201627/05/2017 by john keast

Streets of stone and slap of sea; a rising prow, oar’s deep dip. The harbour is waking, rolling. A fine fog slides up Tyne and Tees. Stop for a tankard – make it dark; make it another, foamy and deep and watch the fog roll to make the streets shiny slick. A stone step, hobnail-ground;…

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Tick tock …Tick tock

Posted on 26/10/201626/10/2016 by PauletteSharronStewart

Tick tock, Tick tock, Tick tock, Time resounds in my ears, I stand on foreign soil, A barren plain looms before me, The splendour of my body dims, I question my womanliness, I spend many hours Analyzing the worth, The value, Of my life. Tick tock, Tick tock, Tick tock, Time, Vicious robber, It lessens…

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The Foe

Posted on 25/10/201625/10/2016 by PauletteSharronStewart

It’s gradual, In a way, A kindness, Yet, A sneak, A vandal, A robber, Deceitful, Invisible. Patiently It leaves its touch on the innocent From the moment of birth, Faint marks, Scars, Aches, Pains, Creating illusion. It outlasts, Outruns, Its work is endless, It is relentless in its pursuit, Tireless in its resolve. I am…

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A Brother like No other

Posted on 25/10/201625/10/2016 by PauletteSharronStewart

I have a brother, He plays keyboard in a band, Ronnie is his name, He’s my brother, He’s like no other. I watch while his friends jeer, Call him crazy, I cringe inside, He’s my brother. He wilts quicker than others, They say Ronnie’s a sissy, Call him crazy, Call him a girl, They tell…

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Good Intentions

Posted on 23/10/201623/10/2016 by PauletteSharronStewart

Good Intentions.     How are you? Do I really want to know? No. If I did, it would mean I truly cared. Goodbye. More words flippantly tossed into the air. Gone for good? No. I will see you soon. I must have you round for a meal. I am puzzled by the way your…

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Goodnight, See You In The Daylight

Posted on 22/10/2016 by Dean English

I’ve been coming home for months. I am so tired of the doing of it wrong. There is the wind and there are the trees moving. Which is it we are talking about? * I blow hard, I lose leaves, —the symbiotic tree tops, the storms strumming branches, and arms pointing everywhere— * I blew…

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boyfriend in a coma

Posted on 21/10/201621/10/2016 by Mark Prisco

Say it when I don’t expect it. Rattle my door.   Listen for the padded paw across plush sand, the muffled smile.   Look for flickers, odd numbers of molecules, a minuscule dislodgment of furniture;   a child hiding in the garden at midnight. I shall commune in sighs.   II Given up for dead…

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Cast No Doubt

Posted on 21/10/201621/10/2016 by Greg.O

Fear is only in our minds but taking over all the time, there are those who love to hate but their dart cannot pierce unless you let it. I found the road to nowhere but I’m trying to escape, but I thought I found the road to somewhere because I know there is something there…

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The Pull Of A Distant Heart

Posted on 21/10/201621/10/2016 by Greg.O

Each, and everyday wishing you were here, this distance between us I cannot bear. My heart aches and it’s no joke, I feel like I’m drowning, and beginning to choke. One day we will meet I know this is true, some nights I can’t sleep, longing the need for you. My hands desperately reaching out,…

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A Farewell

Posted on 21/10/201627/05/2017 by john keast

I am on the wall in hand-painted tones. My sister, too. We look young, hair patted in to place. Mother’s work, a dab and a lick. They hang in the hall beside mum’s room. I saw her there pale and worn. I love you, I said. Love you, too. A mottled hand raised in farewell….

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Haunting Visions

Posted on 21/10/201621/10/2016 by Greg.O

  I cant fight these visions they rain holy pain, you can feel my torment that drives you insane, yet I feel the same with what will burn into flame. You can take it all away and make me whole again, you took away my shame but left the promise of pain to call out…

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