Tag: Writing
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The Genisis of LIRF
Many long time upon time, my Sister and Nieces decided to try and cheer me up one drear night – it worked by the way! The result follows under these introductory ramblings. So, bearing this in my sponge-like grey matter – actually I think mine is rather a fetching shade of puce/purple striped with fluorescent…
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Words are not like Dogs
Words are not like dogs coming when called faithful companions and loyal friends. Words are like cats elusive and aloof appearing only when they choose demanding your attention then leaving mid-thought. If you do not seek their company they will be there chiding you for ignoring them clamouring to be admired. Words are not like…
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How Do You …?
How do you write a poem? they ask, to answer that question is no easy task, it starts with a word, and idea or a phrase, nagging for hours, or sometimes whole days. The words swirl in the blender that I call my brain, and I scoop out the best, pour the gunk down the…
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The Room was Small
The room was small. There was no furniture. There was no window. The room was small, but had a spacious feeling, as if the walls were not actually there, as if they were not a solid object but a curtain that you could brush aside at will. The walls were coloured, ranging from galaxy black…
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Ping Pong Balls in Vacuum
The ping pong balls are rattling in the vacuum of my head my little thoughts aren’t buzzing the electricity is dead. I stuck my finger in the socket hoping to find the spark but all i got was frizzy hair and pictures in the dark. I cranked up the generator and it started with a…
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