tales from the murky splurge

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

i have been free like an up inspired leaf floating on a breeze flittering down and lifted again i have been free in the silence of love when wrapped in a blanket with warmth contained within behind the darkness of my eyes i have been free i have been lost in the rain of many days where the wet wilts... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Backhanders

backhanders Back are the handers that slop in the alley and come up with schemes of evil and talley disguised as a helping hand with a favour but the taste is not nice and its not what we favour back are the handers as they touch your shoulder and put you in glance of the vulnerable boulder it rolls... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Colour.

a thought drifts in, warm colours shape ´a picture forms. A thought is the first colour of a creation. Heaven on earth ´brick upon brick. Dreams do not just happen, they are create d. Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Harry Killbuck

Hello blogit friends. I can at last announce I have finished my book Harry Killbuck. 96,124 words. I hope to get it published and I have two publishers looking now....wish me luck. If anyone is up for a big read I am happy to send you the copy on a file on the condition you give me some feedback. It... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Nurse Kelly said nothing to Alex Caldwell. Harry seemed calm as he was talking and she felt there was no need to alarm anyone. Harry has been a great one for storytelling and she told herself this was all it was. A dying man with so many stories to get off his chest. He cannot tell the difference... Sign in to see full entry.

Nurse Kelly said nothing to Alex Caldwell. Harry seemed calm as he was talking and she felt there was no need to alarm anyone. Harry has been a great one for storytelling and she told herself this was all it was. A dying man with so many stories to get off his chest. He cannot tell the difference... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 1, 2015

There is no other town I could compere to Brighton, Not London Town there is no beach Or seaside resort for city dwellers Palaces pleasant and plumped Blue hair and polka dots skip through the lanes The only escape is by train Held back by nostalgia as if you had a past. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 27, 2015

Mountains and Trees. I felt intrigued, mesmerized and captivated, the little chipped stones I had kicked over the cobbled pavement had made scratches in the sides of the larger cobbles. I crouched down and peered closely, rubbing my eyes and then running my grubby little fingers over the images... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Found this so thought I would share it again

spider spider she heard the cry it sounded faint she strained to hear like at the bottom of a huge black hole spider spider it said clear was it from outside the web she could not be sure but her name was being spoken as it had been before on closing her eyes she said it was a dream had nothing... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Harry Killbuck

Poisoned pens The years that followed WW1, had many men coming home wi th nervous disorders. How could they be welcomed as heroes? Their wounds were not visible. How was a man who had done his duty for King and Country explain this condition? He could not grasp that the symptoms he endured were part... Sign in to see full entry.

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