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A lover letter written by a victim of atomic bomb in Hiroshima. Written as a homage to the great US author Lay Bradbury Read More

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Comments: 1

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These are some parody lyrics to be sung to the 'Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer'. I do not own these lyrics but I would like to share it. Read More
The secrets people have.... Read More

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Comments: 10

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This is for RAB Bradbury's August Short Story and Song Contest. My story is loosely based on Killer Queen by Queen and loosely based on elements of the parts of myth which include the goddess Thetis, of which there are few. Read More

Reads: 156

Comments: 2

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Complex we are (so says Yoda) Read More

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A man who does stuff Read More

Tags: chris, bradbury

Reads: 551

Comments: 37

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Out walking yesterday I saw so many butterflies dead at the roadside that I felt the occasional guilt of all car drivers (probably not), that we disrupt the world for our own sake without a second thought. It then took me to the death of loved ones on the roads… Read More

Poem / Poetry

July 16, 2013

Reads: 87

Comments: 2

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Personal poem about the avoidance of problems; in this case my mother's dementia. Read More

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Self-assessment? Read this in different voices e.g angry, resigned, cry (think of your old, dead dog). Interpret as you will. Read More

Poem / Poetry

July 16, 2013

Reads: 98

Comments: 1

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A poem about a cherry tree. And some birds. And perception of said tree. And said birds. Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 10, 2013

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This about how the supermarkets have replaced rural businesses and how we now have no need for the countryside when everything we need comes under one roof. The supermarket wander has replaced the country walk. We have become as sterile as the packages we buy. It was prompted by my… Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 09, 2013

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Us and them. Read More

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I wrote Uncomfortably Numb twenty-odd years ago and, despite coming back to it every now and then, it's remained pretty much unchanged. It came about during a lecture when I was training to be a nurse. Some fat guy was telling us about the riveting world of microbiology and, being… Read More

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Just for fun. I actually had Homer (Simpson) in my head as I was writing it. I sometimes wish I could go into sleep mode... Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 06, 2013

Reads: 77

Comments: 1

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I wrote this when I was a nurse. I disliked the way we dictated to people, especially when they were dying. We took it all out of their control and made them die the way we wanted them to, not as it should have been. Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 06, 2013

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Quelm Lane ran past the back of our house. It was a place where us kids would walk all the time. At the end of the lane was a stream with a small white metal bridge across it. It always seemed to be full of life. As Mick Box would… Read More

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I used to be a bus driver. There was a strike. For various reasons I had to cross the picket line. Up to that point I'd been a union man all my life and I felt torn. But family must come first and I crossed that line. I lost friends… Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 05, 2013

Reads: 146

Comments: 1

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A haiku, for a friend of mine who has gone through some changes and met with prejudice and hatred simply for being different. The phoenix analogy isn't difficult to grasp, but it seemed apt and the tearing off of clothes for him to become a her, a rebirth, a new… Read More

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This was written with a friend in mind. One way or another, sometime, I'm going to lose her. It made me think that I have lived my life simply by travelling from A to B, from birth to death, afraid for whatever reason to do more. I will miss her.… Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 04, 2013

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This is just about a guy who arrives late to book in at his hotel. He's tired, lonely, been travelling forever. Read More

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This is the story of the siege of a castle by a king. He's fighting woodworm. It happens, you know. It happens. One for the kids, then. Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 04, 2013

Reads: 85

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One of my poems for children. It's the story of Henry, a nice guy, who just falls apart. Read More

Reads: 154

Comments: 2

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This is the story of Conrad Borscz who, in the space of a few days, loses his wife, his job and his house. He goes to the south coast to recuperate at Beachside, a guest house but, much against his will, becomes entangled in the local politics and the disasters… Read More
First time sex! Second time even! I'm not sure it gets any better. All those insecurities etc. Essentially this is about how we are born pure and become stained by our actions and the actions of others. The title is actually Swimming. Just 'Swimming'. Read More

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Ever been drunk enough to settle for second best? Ever felt slightly ashamed of that? Well, there you go. Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 04, 2013

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This about mourning. That's it. Read More

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This is a poem about censorship, self-censorship, gullibility, stupidity and the influence we have, however unwittingly, on those around us. Read More

Book / Horror

June 04, 2013

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This is the story of two people, Gabriel Farrow and Robert Eves, separated by time, but not by events. The horror takes place in the Chine of the title, a pleasant walk by the sea in a cleft in the cliffs. This is the first couple of chapters. The rest… Read More
Booker Redeker is an ex-cop who is on a stake-out in a mall. His thoughts wander to when the mall was a woods and he and his friends would play there. A young boy comes up to him and interrupts his thoughts and possibly compromises his stakeout. Read More

Poem / Poetry

June 03, 2013

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Comments: 3

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This came about after I'd done some reading about the American Civil War, a terrible time. It also had some personal relevance, about being torn between two sides when you just want to be left alone. Read More
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