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sunset
When the day is tired…
Where do they go?
Who can keep a promise of eternity?
Night life
There they go, / hand in hand, / arm in arm. / The hunting season is open. / The chicks are abroad. / The hunters are stalking. / Rivers of…
Nowhere
Nowhere is the home of the lost souls. / They have detached themselves from self / and started on the journey there. / They have swathed t…
Fawn
Sometimes, when you are unawares, / Something is watching you. / Its quiet breath wafts into nothingness, / adrift like the soul of birdson…
Vacation
Jagged edges of memories scrambling for attention. / The going back to craggy places I once loved / Where voices echo and footsteps lead th…
The Turn of the Millenium I
There will be no more Sundays for me ….
The Jacket
While Harry was in the back garden singing as he went, Florence was in the bedroom turning out the wardrobe.
A long way to go
James took his mother’s hand.
Silent witness
The boys appeared not to have noticed her.
Unwanted guest
Suddenly, she heard a voice shouting “For God’s sake, open the damn gate! My wife’s having a baby.”
Little Brown Jug
What small child cares whether her clothes are ironed, if there is warmth in the good night kiss on her cheek?
Unwanted guests
Someone reached out from behind her and grabbed her.
Celestial Landscape
The butterfly has no time to waste.
The way forwards?
Off the beaten track; lost; found……
A friend in need…
I´ve been trying to pluck up courage to smother George in ´is drunken sleep for years.
The other house Part 2
He had come back to tell them they were ruined. / But in that case, where was the car?
The other house Part 1
Had my feet not been stuck to their step, I would have turned tail and fled.
Alias Zodiac13
. Then he looked at the large mirror over the marble fireplace. Still dripping down the glass was the word “Zodiac13”. It appeared to be wr…
A winter ghost story
If it were a ghost, there would be clanking of chains and maybe even footsteps…
A cat for all seasons (with sincere apologies to …
…..up to his eyes in the luxury foam.
Mary-Jane
Dogs can swim. Some people can’t.
Shadows on the wall
Once upon a time there was a child …
Vision
The words are crowding my mind …
Memories of Faith
War and birth. Peace and death? / What a time to forsake my warm sanctuary! / But I am determined to survive.
Beethoven’s 10th
That’s another thing. I’ve got such delicate ears, you must understand. An ironic quirk of fate. Nemesis. Who would have though…
The other house
I hid my hands behind my back and held my breath. I had never seen anyone so immaculately dressed and painted.
Symbiosis
The man stopped eating for long enough to take a long draught of beer and inspect her plate through the corner of his eye. I’ll call …
The evangelist
God help you all / You sinners all / He cried and sobbed and swayed and knelt ….
Maud
Maud sat alone among the flowers / And listened to the voices of the past
