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yodellingbren



Booksie Address: http://www.booksie.com/yodellingbren
Country: Ireland
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Member Since: Mar 21, 2007

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Train Passage

Short Story by yodellingbren
Posted: Jul 4, 2007
A train station in a commuter town that just keeps...

- Train Song -

Poem by yodellingbren
Posted: Jul 3, 2007
A corrupted sonnet. It's a bit brutal, but for some...

To You, My Muse

Poem by yodellingbren
Posted: May 22, 2007
For my wife, but also a lesson on valuing moments in life

A Train of Thoughts

Novel by yodellingbren
Posted: May 16, 2007
This is not actually a novel. Apologies for any...

Some days

Poem by yodellingbren
Posted: May 14, 2007
A bit self indulgent, but not without its charm, I think.

I Spied it in the Corner

Poem by yodellingbren
Posted: May 9, 2007
Another of the "Beauty" poems

A thing of terrible beauty

Poem by yodellingbren
Posted: May 9, 2007
Part of a collection of "Beauty" poems. Bit of an...

Tissue

Short Story by yodellingbren
Posted: Apr 23, 2007
Strange little thing. Not quite up there yet, but it's...

Ripples

Poem by yodellingbren
Posted: Apr 23, 2007
Where do those ripples come from?

A Story for Lunchtime

Short Story by yodellingbren
Posted: Apr 15, 2007
One I wrote during lunch a long time ago as part of a...

Nothing to Say

Poem by yodellingbren
Posted: Apr 2, 2007
Title says it all, really

The boy and the dog

Short Story by yodellingbren
Posted: Apr 2, 2007
A boy on the street stops the world around him.

How Are You?/Who Are You?

Poem by yodellingbren
Posted: Mar 22, 2007
A response to that perennial question we ask each other...

The Rat Story

Short Story by yodellingbren
Posted: Mar 21, 2007
Reflections on life, prompted by the sight of a rat on...



 

What is my favourite book? I'm sure I have no idea. I have loved many different books for many different reasons.

I am too old to be chasing childish dreams, but mis-spent my youth trying to be mature and keep my 'eyes on the prize'. When I stood on the podium, it was a urinal being used by the greater good. When they pinned the rosetta onto my chest it was with a rusty needle, and the rosetta said "Just another sucker on the vine"

 

 

I owe tom waits for the "Just another sucker on the vine"

 

 

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