Like the smoke that rises swirling, coiling and falling over itself from the orange flamed cigarette tip, I am one thing and then another then another. Nothing is the same …
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Snapshots of life, imagined and lived
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Like the smoke that rises swirling, coiling and falling over itself from the orange flamed cigarette tip, I am one thing and then another then another. Nothing is the same …
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Let me know what you think should precede or should follow from the below piece. Should it be a longer tale? Should it stand on it’s own as one of …
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There is so much more lost than hope would have us gain. Yet it is precisely that rose-tinted hope that perverts and then diminishes those historic losses that lead us …
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I scratch imprecisely your beauty on the page with my weakly crafted words and eyes full of love. I shape your breath as it falls on my arm like a …
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It is easier to be something you’re not than to be who you think, or more accurately, who you wish you were. It is safer; it is, at least to …
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All the World’s glories fade in your eyes, It’s Empires fall in your smile, And all the while I see Angels playing in your hair……
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The worker’s eyes are everywhere. They stare. They stare with empty pits searching for life’s blood like ravenous vampires…
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She had moments about her of real beauty, unprepared and quite innocent of effort. There was something so genuine about those moments that they would stop you…
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Science is the defining and explanation of facts. Art is the playing with and creation of new ones. [Artwork: ‘Hebomoia’ by Jo Blogg http://www.joblogg.co.nz/] …
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She gave me a deep glance. Not a stare. Nor yet was it fleeting. But it was a look wherein even her blinks seemed penetrating as if carefully measured to …
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