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Boo by Anne van Alkemade Grim Reminder by Anne van Alkemade Paws for thought by Anne van Alkemade New Holland Honeyeater by Anne van Alkemade I can sing a rainbow by Anne van Alkemade Why …??? The real question I guess is this: should I feel special? Bare feet Well, today I’m taking the side of my feet / They deserve to wiggle their toes Battle Horns resound throughout the valley as a wave of renewed screaming is carried by the wind to all nooks and crannies of the village. Solar Zorra’s Pity Party Melvin wondered when it was his turn to party. Jump by Anne van Alkemade Who is that coming down the stairs? by Anne van Alkemade In vane by Anne van Alkemade Kiln Time by Anne van Alkemade The Dig “I dreamt one night of a woman digging through one thousand years of turf and finding my name,” he answered. House Hunting - the Mrs by Anne van Alkemade House Hunting by Anne van Alkemade Scribbler tee - puss in the garden by Anne van Alkemade Choices Bored and lonely. / Lonely and bored. / I would much rather / that I was adored. / Lots of my friends / just dropping by / to tell me their… I'd Rather Be ... by Anne van Alkemade It's a stick up by Anne van Alkemade Aa by Anne van Alkemade Fire on the Hill by Anne van Alkemade Gidday Mate by Anne van Alkemade We're Safe - there is no red Kryptonite by Anne van Alkemade World Drawing Day by Anne van Alkemade Silver mesmerised by Anne van Alkemade Darkness before the dawn Are they your wings I hear / throbbing in my ears? / Your feathers touch my shoulders / sloped from burdened years. Solitary solace by Anne van Alkemade A journey's pause by Anne van Alkemade To air is human by Anne van Alkemade Animals by Anne van Alkemade Calendar You better think by Anne van Alkemade A case study by Anne van Alkemade On Fire by Anne van Alkemade Reflective puss by Anne van Alkemade Pete's Farm by Anne van Alkemade … at dinner his hands smelled of rosemary / when he cupped them ‘round my face / planted a gentle forehead kiss / to atone for his disgrace Waiting, wanting, wishing by Anne van Alkemade Hello Mabel by Anne van Alkemade Pink Geranium  by Anne van Alkemade Welcome from the Orb Weaver by Anne van Alkemade ... just a wanderer ... by Anne van Alkemade I'm a Wanderer by Anne van Alkemade Goats by Anne van Alkemade Got Lead by Anne van Alkemade In the news today ... Malawi by Anne van Alkemade Cat’s Kiss The cat purred, jumped on Haddon’s shoulder, gave his cheek a lick, then disappeared. Too happy to be scary by Anne van Alkemade Wooly says hello by Anne van Alkemade comforting my friend For while you’re true to who you are, / serpent’s wish tall poppies fall. A little garden colour by Anne van Alkemade Roadsstrip As Roads Minister I was expected to provide perfect roads. Awhoo-hoo-oo by Anne van Alkemade Naughty? Who me? by Anne van Alkemade It must be love by Anne van Alkemade Jack's Happening by Anne van Alkemade Treasure by Anne van Alkemade Bush Tale (Mature) Fly with ruby red eyes by Anne van Alkemade Weathering the storm by Anne van Alkemade A study in sets by Anne van Alkemade Up at Pete's farm by Anne van Alkemade Not only blouses tore … his bare chest glistening from the humid night, tiny beads of blood sliding across his pectorals … Something about Bob – HE Deaux He was staring intently at the burning match in her hand. HE Deaux snippet … those who live within the bounds of their empathy are setting themselves apart for living in the real world Click … wrinkled helium balloons slowly succumbing to gravity, hinting that inspiration may once have thrived. Running Tortoiseshell Puss by Anne van Alkemade Spotty Puppy running by Anne van Alkemade From light to light in the night by Anne van Alkemade Pray tell by Anne van Alkemade Merry Christmas from Munnaminx by Anne van Alkemade Light my way by Anne van Alkemade Dressed for love by Anne van Alkemade Life as I know it by Anne van Alkemade Dancer by Anne van Alkemade At Lamby's by Anne van Alkemade Come play with me by Anne van Alkemade You were ... by Anne van Alkemade Emma Part Deaux – Dressing for the Part (ch… “I really like that dress,” Vinny muttered. “Emerald is a winner and I think it’s my colour. Bugger, do you think I need to wax?” Moonlight and sugar fright While water’s still, they may seem, / beneath it sirens keen
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