C.C.

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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Stolen

STOLEN.! Behind the golden door beneath a sky Coloured clouds are floating by. They are lost dreams. So beautiful in strong design. These are ours, just yours and mine. It always seems that we know they pass this way And they do pass every day. I found the door I lost the chance to find the key. And... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

The hole.

The Hole. You are stealing bits from my hole. Yes you who gaze into oblivion and hope to see the formation of a whole sentence. I can give one word of advice; stop. If this is not possible, common sense will advise you to think clearly and drop this nonsense. This is my hole it was started for me by... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Woodlice. ‘ ‘Yes,’ said the woodlouse. It seemed to be chewing wood pulp. ‘We think you would have discovered things that woodlice take for granted. We are all woodlice only some woodlice try to gulp down more knowledge than is good for them. I am more practical I just carry on regardless of fate or... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Rock it Man.

With apologies to Rock and Rollers Hey man I came in from the sticks To swing in the gig and eye the chicks Those Chicks could Rock and were on a high. With a kiss on their lips and a star in each eye. And I tell you man, I got in the groove. I was a cool Cat, man, with nothing to prove. I swivelled... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

gentle

20/03/2010 Selection. Go to that gentle mood, do not summons feelings beyond the shimmering present thought. Light on your cheek is fanciful enough. The aura that surrounds this look has caught the threads of dreams unwoven, but complete in colour. Fingers would seize the warmth and throw a pattern.... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 19, 2010

stranger

Stranger. With hardly a wince I isolated a desire to continue the friendship. It is possible that I did overrate all that the future had to offer. I did slip tentatively beneath the black cloud that formed I searched for a sense of humour and would have warmed to any expression even if it had been... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Once It must have been.

Sometimes one writes things that must have been relevant to that time. Or imagined to be. β xxxx What can I tell you as I feel these tears? I am with such emotion torn. I have no faith, there is no pure intent. Remember me before I change my form; hold me, I slip away. I cannot find or feel for help... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Butterflies

Butterflies. When butterflies brave the buddleia, I may recall the rites of summer and the hours. White and gold you passed through sunlit ways. Your hair soft fire against the jasmine flowers. If not dispelled by lovers tears If thoughts are warm; pray let me learn. I will look through the crystal... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Omen

Omen. It came at him spreading colours, a lithe figure moving majestically. The black coat and skirt was approaching, he imagined the tall heels tapping' It was too late to cross to the sanctuary of the row of brown trees They would have broken the radiance of force that something warned him to... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Ideal Husband

Ideal Husband Pig farmer.3 Dear wife you are my friend if you are going round the bend. I hope it is not something that I did. I know I grind my teeth and I always chew the leaf, But I’ve done that ever since I was a kid. I know I do not shave, my hair has lost its wave But honeymoons do not last... Sign in to see full entry.

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