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Friday, April 15, 2011

Milk maid

Milkmaid Yes, she was a heart breaker; we all know the scene She had a pink beauty spot nestling between. now I can’t quite remember it was so long ago However, I remember the lads telling me so. It was in a time when the field were all green She was the first pretty woman I’d seen I always remember... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Conclusion

Conclusion. Sarah pours herself more sherry, ‘No it must have been two days later. Because the girl said, she would have to go home or her Gran would worry. She did not tell me her name only Jan. I told her to stop and I would get a Doctor, The second evening she slipped away leaving a note. I had... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Confession

Sarah’s confession. Part I. Sarah is about to speak when the freezer make a rattling sound. She looks terribly alarmed. “I think your freezer has stopped “ “Yes, she sighs I have simply dreaded that awful day to come round.’ I feel she is snuggling up to me just for comfort; the penny has not... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

4th Tea with Sarah.

4th 4th Episode Tea with Sarah. She is bustling around when I return; she has a large doll. ‘Just woken up.’ she says, and gives me a little smile. I realise it is an attempt at a joke. ’You must think I am awful.’ ‘No.’ I reply, people do lots of things once in a while.’ ‘Yes’ she sighs. ‘Do you... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Tea with Sarah

Tea with Sarah. Episode Three It comes into focus it is wrapped in brown paper. It leans seemingly out of place against the primrose wall. Somehow it looks like a spade wide and running up to a taper. Sarah asks, ’Do you know anything about freezers at all?’ I smile. “No not really, is that the... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Still drinking

Tea with Sarah, Do you take milk and sugar? I look at the clock, tick tock. Three photos in a frame slightly faded I have an urge to examine them. “Thank you no sugar ‘, I muse over the figure beneath the frock. Cucumber sandwiches and salty butter, no sign of a problem. ‘My name is Sarah.’ I... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 8, 2011

SARAH

Tea with Sarah There is no dirt on my shoes but the mat says wipe your feet. Did I agree in a moment of weakness to make this visit? I know that everything will be so perfect and terribly neat. I wonder into what seamless order I am expected to fit. A little tickle invades my throat sometimes... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Chopped about

Self-image I try desperately to hold your love in meaningful clusters. Surround you with roses and soft warm whispers Events flow on and do not bind me to the warmth I suggest. I follow and wonder if this is all that is left of happiness Perhaps I have sins buried within time or was not wise. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 4, 2011

. Love me. The urchin rides discovered promises. Admires the slips of substance, plants berries. in cherry holes. The beams of restlessness explore with kisses unfulfilled tall orders in eyes as black as coals. She drinks cocoa and one wonders about the light or even mystery beneath a flowered... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Stars

Stars. Come my dear, life passes. You have dreams which you cannot resist? Is not your body sought as if it you were with trust. tremulously yielding, but still deep in the gentle twist. of your own dream and so in turn one feels the thrust on many burning stars for such an element. Indeed your... Sign in to see full entry.

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