Scribbles
..my poems and stories...
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Love
Eye spark in pupil darkwith cheek of dimpled smileVoice gone soft from under speak,then sit a silent while.Two hands in contoured touch explore too brief a tactile moment whereskin in slip and deftly slidelock knuckled tight in tangled pair.Lips of lick and simple kissbond in intimate embracesoulful gatewayed emotions reflect,and connect, face to face.Heart of thump in lover's achebeat slow in synchronised time.The dance begins in intricate waltzto dance the lovers rhyme.
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Street Haiku
Trampled metal art Bricked of rust and grassy frame Lazed in summer sun.
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Dementia
Hurry you up, hurry you up, hurry you up. No call for that. How much is that John? I've no stockings on. Take them wee shoes off Mammy. Run on, run on, run on, run on. Gimme them. Where’s the scissors? Here they're up here. Wait a wee minute. Mammy Mammy. We’re bad pennies. I don't know what it is. Gimme that. Go out and take it, go out, go out. I'll red you out of it, I don't care. Now that's it all Run out and tell her she's not watching the wanes right. Come on in, come on in, come on in a wee while Throw that...
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Japan
Earth quaked people dierepeatedly washed awayon Sky news at five.
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Frances
Blinding Autumn light edged low and caught you napping left in trapped silence
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Fern
Fractal flawless fern,Feather flowered fruitless fall.Flat fine fanning flame.
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Oak
“It’s an acorn” Francie mumbles, slipping it carefully inside flapped jacket pocket. “Are we going in or what?”Mona’s bar of stout draped mahogany, stretches in open view of mirror straddled wall, reflecting shelved half and full bottle and long suffering lines of glass upturned. Smokes of Afton sweet, stacked in bricked nicotine pillars of yellow and Players blue soon to be inhaled.Men of flat capped tweed, propped in one end, smoke ale and puff soft talk of sheep and rain while straw basketed women of silken scarf...
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Friends
Bloodburst floral red,caught lazed in summered gazingnature's craggy friend.
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Mona's
Men of flat capped tweed,puff soft talk of sheep and rain,Guinnessed black dilute.
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