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Life was just one big beginning. But all beginnings must come to an end.
A reflection of some sort.
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and I hated her / and how she was a better person than me / sometimes it’s too late to learn
A unpoetic, badly written, awkward piece of poetry – a suitable style for a suitably unpoetic existance / Documenting, discovering, uncovering, analysing, realising, criticising, hoping
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Only yesterday I was talking about wanting a big family / About how I’d keep going until my body gave up / I never thought it would give up…
a work of faction, or fiction…. I forget which / trying, failing, hoping, falling, realisation, numbness, waiting Follows Relief / her circumstances
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Some elective surgery will do the trick. / A needle and thread, / Sewing it all together like a patchwork quilt. / Fool them all. / They’ll n…
I’m still hiding. Can you find me? A work of faction / Inspired by a conversation with Bellmusker and a comment by Suzanne German on a recent work of mine. See also John Robb’s written piece, The Quilt
all I could think about was her scent. And how much better she would smell, closer to me
Read all the Tales of the GGB
Get the girl, kill the baddies save the Bubble, and back in time for tea and medals! hurrah
What if there was more to Red Bubble than just a website
Ready / Set / Jump
I can’t remember how many years it has been, though I know it hasn’t been enough. At about this time, however many years ago. He was taki…
It’s the anniversary of an old boyfriend’s death. / I’m just remembering him / / remembering him
Hope / Guilt / Confusion / Self Hatred / Hatred / Negotiation / Realisation / Stubbornness / Regret / Hope It never ends
A poem about the man who keeps showing up in my life, without warning, and full of expectations, having never earned a place in my life
Back in those days money was merely token for exchange. A secondary currency to good will, friendship and sucking up your pride to ask fo…
I want to create a fictional character that comes across as completely real and believable. This is my first attempt at giving her a history. Stealing parts of myself, and my past, and filling in the gaps where required.
The bag is not irrelevant but it’s appearance, size and purpose is.
Inspired by life, and my love of Bertolt Brecht’s epic theatre and Constantin Stanslavski
I woke upon a still cold night, and shivered in my silent room. Between my tears and quivering, I heard a door click closed afar. The dre…
I had nightmares all of last night and needed to get them out of my system / Writing is a good method of purging
Things are going bad in the Bubbleverse. don’t believe me then read here, it’s a bit of a mix between crouching tiger hidden bubble and r…
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I learned some time ago to wait my turn. That there are other things in people’s lives more important than me. It’s easy to feel like you…
I will not wait at the window for my father / I will not wait in the kitchen for my lover
Let me introduce myself. I’m that girl the boys would take home to their Mum and then ravish at the drive in. That kid who worked har…
I’d expected to hear his side of the story – an equal and opposite force. But instead I heard what I already knew or had pieced together,...
Looking for Alibrandi
She carries with her a zest for life / Illuminating the night / For no darkness can ever penetrate / Her perpetuating light
A poem I wrote for my love 9th June, 2009
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