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Margate Sands
Alice was collecting pretty shells On the smooth but rigid beach Most of the shells were vacant But a few were quietly occupied So she returned these to the sea It was reported that Alice Was walking on the wild waters By those idle on the promenade Yet I knew that it was nothing more […]
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Singing in French
My dog often sings in French to me As it soothes after a long stressful day My cat paints pebbles to resemble pink donuts So I can pretend to eat these confectionaries I did have a hamster who wrapped itself in tinfoil But it suffocated during an electrical storm Fabrice my goldfish […]
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Where were you when music died
writing this stupid fucking poem
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Wild Swimming in the Nude Part One
Wild wild swimming has always attracted me As I like to feel the freedom of the cold cold sea Against the aging skin of little old old me Wild Swimming in the Nude Part Two There are three things that stop me wild swimming naked Firstly I live in the Nevada Desert which is […]
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Circadian Rhythms Wildflower
Mary was still in bed when I made the coffee I shouted to her and awaited an answer But did not receive a reply Which was normal As she was the Harefield goalkeeper Who was registered by her gift name Wildflower But as she walked into the kitchen Wearing my denim shirt almost indecently She […]
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Easter Sunday
The beach was so wide today And it was made to look flatter By the shy slight solemn sun A branch of a common tree Had been planted in the sloping sands I touched it and knew its hard history It had not travelled by sea As it was quite dry land dry […]
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Avignon TGV
On a day of forty-two degrees just over a year ago I found a phone on a bench at Avignon TGV I tried to call the owner but did not get a reply So I settled for a text as I hoped that she was nearby I did not receive a reply for six weeks […]
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Anais Raw
I have loved many people And because of that I have saved them I have saved many people And because of that I have loved them
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claude and marcel
would have most likely written love letters using lavender ink
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the angel and the aviator
were married this afternoon in the church of all souls this is the favoured church of the brave airmen who live in the nearby camp and patrol our fragile skies my name is bruno landini and i had the honour of joining my beloved friends together in holy matrimony i am also happily married […]