tales from the murky splurge

Sunday, February 8, 2015

The heavy blue book that contained the details of the crime slammed shut on the bench, damned is the day, damned the decision made as we commence towards the path amidst the fury of a young man. Confused in thought and wondering why he had reached this end. If he could reach into the future and see... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 6, 2015

West Park Just you and me we breathe in this country air, This field belongs to us Lucky, I am striding through the long grass, Where the bombs have stopped falling and only daisies And meadow flowers survive. I jump the fence, I can paint you in this place. Here I brush and stroke the undertones of... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Patrick

If I could say to you this Would you offer me your forgiveness? If I could tell you what I see, Would you look into my heart and understand. I see her in the way you stand, and the tears you have cried. I see her when you shake your head, And look at me with silent pleading I see her when you smile... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

cold feet

Cold Feet Carefree are we to exist this way, Falling leaves scatter on our paths There are words in you I hear what you say, Scared is the night, dare you ask I dream I am leaving to far away lands You will wave from the gate that is locked Your fingers stay limp as you lift up your hands And time... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

A taster from Harry Killbuck

The Red Cross ambulance bumped along the track following a number of ambulances as they reached the field hospital. Stretchers were unloaded and the walking wounded were met by other soldiers who helped them out of the ambulances and into the old chateaux on the edge of the village that was now one... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

The trenches...... The mud grips your boots and here you will stand, the voice has gone with the nausea. He stood not proud, not with courage but cemented in trembling fear, wet from the sweat and the downpour of freezing sobs from the sky of a thousand men in battle. Hands cup the ears but the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

It is great to see my poems spider and fly in a printed book. Now I can pass it down to my kids. Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

little boy punch the power of pursuasion to sever this liason we sat by the riverside and viewed the gold shiney and full of ambition cupped in our hands storied unfold of many years passed washed away in circumstance then brought to the surface caught were you in a whirlwind of time no contact... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Ego, she go, we go, where? someone caught but can't see where disagree when say agree its not like that it cannot be ego, she go, we go where late night call beware beware! Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 26, 2014

Playing around with Blurb, 66 pages of poetry, one poem who would be daft enough to read it Sign in to see full entry.

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