Winter snows, cold toes, snowflakes, and a cold nose, watching the robins, in the wintertime, their beauteous red breasts, so wonderful and warm in colour, a vision of elegance, and magnificence, and gentility, on top of the hedgerows, well, worth the wait, despite the snow, well worth bringing a flask though, as they sing so…
Read MoreWhatever, whatever you feel, I feel it too, for we are in synchronicity, me and you, and as we stand together, in troubled times, under dark clouds, and stormy skies, life it eats at us, as far too often we stand on the precipice, wondering what of life, what of life and of its cruelties,…
Read MoreTimid, a woman sat in a cafe, a nervous woman sat with a cup of coffee, sat with her nervous disposition with a slice of cake, amidst the fray, sat amidst the hustle and the bustle, as the waiters and waitresses race back and forth, and as she watches others conversations, she lifts her cup…
Read MoreThe jangle of keys, a man with a disease, a man with urgency, a man hustling a prospective tenant from the street, a man trying to avoid the resurrected mutated teradactyls, the mutated teradactyls that fly so high, and that pick on pedestrians with ease, the mutated teradactyls that eat pedestrians flesh so happily, there…
Read MoreTerrible power, hurricanes, tornadoes, lives there one minute, and gone the next, whole families devastated, as bodies float in the water, amidst the wrecks, the wrecks of buildings, and the crying, and the distressed, oh, the terrible power of nature, a fearsome beast, and beautiful at best, life and death, life and death, life forever…
Read MoreYellow, a sunny hollow, a lonely path through the trees to follow, heading for the horizon, up a steep incline, breathing hard, and the beauty of the sunset, with contentment in your mind, and a happy heart, as the clouds part, and time it ebbs slowly away, and time what is time, not much good…
Read MoreAfter a dismal day, and a dismal time, I stole my heart away, for dark was life and my mind was neither here nor there, but far away, yes, I stole my heart and my mind, and my body away, to a tropical place on a summer’s day, to somewhere tropical, to somewhere far away,…
Read MoreStory telling in space, on the way to somewhere distant in time, in a spacecraft with the remnants of the human race, and with memories of Amalie, the singer from the sea, yes, she's gone, she's gone to the beyond, with a pretty song, yes, we remembered her from the break of day, to the…
Read MoreSedentary fascinations, educated distractions, books filled with escapism and knowledge, and books that thrill and captivate, and that motivate, and that inspire, words upon pages, of ancient history and of current times, words evocative and provocative, and elegant, and beautiful, and intelligent and well written, words that fill you with desire, the desire to learn…
Read MoreMoving slowly without a sound, crossing the soft earth, leaving my mark, as I walk along the river, that flows so rapidly, beneath the trees overhanging graceful boughs, and the river it gloriously bounds, across the occasional submerged rocks, and the large ones, it happily flows around, flows around others who, stand proud in the…
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