aaeiinnn


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Annie is a lassie from Lancashire, at heart, but a traveler, too, who enjoys people as well as places. She writes (poems – as you can see), paints (acrylics), draws (chalk pastels) and montages. Not a singer (no Gracie), but a writer of Songs (at Midnight). And for fun and charity, she may drop in on you, abseiling from height.

Ian is a Londoner by birth, who has spent most of his life either getting to know the place or getting away from it. He now lives in Perth, Western Australia, which is about as far away as you can get, but he returns to the United Kingdom regularly for a fix of his English/Scottish/Welsh heritage.

aaeiinnn is Annie and Ian’s shared persona. She/he has no being except in these pages; no gender; no place. He/she is a virtual being, borne of the internet. Like all complex constructs, the outcome could not have been predicted from the components. The whole is truly more than the sum of the parts. See all at our redbubble site.

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Stained with the blood of love
Story of a Cemetary
New tomorrows

Journal Entries

a quick note to everyone on our watch list

Posted 12 days ago, 2 comments so far.

CHALLENGES ARE FUN - and red bubble is ACE

Posted 13 days ago, 2 comments so far.

as i was doing what i do

Posted 17 days ago, 5 comments so far.

has anyone had a problem connecting to others

Posted 18 days ago, 3 comments so far.

oh for more hours to spend looking

Posted about 1 month ago, 1 comment so far.

FEATURED AND MENTIONED IN DESPATCHES

Posted about 1 month ago.

Calendar - Shrouded in Night, Revealed by Day

Posted about 1 month ago.

long time passing

Posted about 1 month ago.

time spent

Posted about 1 month ago, 2 comments so far.

in brief

Posted about 1 month ago.

Writing

Four Seasons ©

Sultry summer sunny days / Sitting silent seeing you / Singing songs in heat and haze / Seek to cherish all we do. Autumn allows a fresh alliance / All animosity alters around / Changing attitudes…

Sheer Indulgence

He came to me in night of blue / He came with sweetness and to woo / Gave of himself with no pretence / Told me ’twas sheer indulgence Indulgence to be near to me / Though truly he was not to se…

Lovers.

The cool grass beneath me / The sun on my back / Your love to sustain me / Then nothing I lack. The rain washes o’er me / Fresh, soft and cool, / Your love fills me / Like fresh morning dew. T…

For those who never cried ©

The sand was cool beneath her feet / No more could memory repeat / The love notes taken by the tide / She held her head high yet still – she cried The sun was warm upon his back / And yet that tr…

A selection of poems in the style of Roger McGough

Little Jack Little Jack Horner / Sat in a corner / While Miss Muffet ate his pie / He wasn’t so glum / So she gave him a bun / And said / What a good girl am i Rub a dub dub Rub a dub dub /…

Haiku by 6 ©

Tortoise is once more / Awake now from his slumber / Sign of summer time Cat is purring low / She is replete and happy / In her feline way Dog barks very loud / And scares so many people / But n…

Watchlist

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