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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.

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.

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.

Robots. I asked to the doctor if he could make me intellectual. He replied that his pills would be ineffectual. So I had a few pink ones and a bottle of brainwash. He did advise me to get rid of my grey mackintosh. It makes me feel as if I am a loss cause, probably because I have so many flaws. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Learning. I have one eye-lash and a wet handkerchief. In a strange way this is a relief. I could have ended up with nothing, like having an empty stocking for Christmas and no stuffing. Into the perils of the night, the bony martyr seeks soothing shapes, he taps the door. She is in the bed with one... Sign in to see full entry.

Cat. I am trying to be normal, would you say that I look rather engaging as I arch my back A Tomcat would be enchanted by the way I roll over the floor; it’s just a kittenish knack.. I just feel lucky, full up with my tea. there is just one sardine in the tin. I rub the leg of the one, who looks... Sign in to see full entry.

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11/03/10 Bart Mind Painter. He wondered was it a kind of madness to try to reach a depth of reality, deeper than the traded salutations, passed wearily to each acquaintance. Not wishing to be thought strange he made a special effort. His smile disarmed the wary and benefited those in need of... Sign in to see full entry.

Fore -warning by Tiddles. Witches cat ‘Meow scrr’tt’ This was for Kabu but Sheba thought as she had already got one she had not better discriminate so it includes all ladies who have performed the tasks mentioned below. Cat. Please if you have completed these tasks do not reply that you have not got... Sign in to see full entry.

The Clover Child He is a dreamer, a soldier Home on a weekend pass. War will blow his chaff away. She comes from the city. I am the whispers in the grass. Far from the cry of life I shall catch my memory, But I slip like sunshine through shadows To melt with the leaf Deep in the clover lea. He is... Sign in to see full entry.