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under the bridge

Click here to hear the poet read his verse: under the bridge the sunlight dances in the stream like your sparkling eyes that so bewitch the springtime sky is golden blue and the shy moon hides under the bridge the … Continue reading

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The Photographer – Sunday Photo Fiction

AnElephantCant walk a tight rope The idea quite frankly appals But squeeze him in a barrel And with no hint of a quarrel He happily plunges over the Falls This is a weekly invitation to write a short piece of … Continue reading

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closed door

I remember the day that you left me and the last thing that I ever heard the door that you slammed behind you why didn’t you tell me you cared all the years that we spent together I thought you … Continue reading

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solar flare

In his dream the car won’t start He tries it many times A sudden roar Then dead once more His frustration slowly climbs When he awakes it is still in his mind He sees his lap top sitting open Each … Continue reading

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Wine Cellar – Friday Fictioneers

AnElephantCant always write a new rhyme Sometimes he can’t write anything useful at all Do you think he is wrong To steal words from a song When the bottles are not green and they do not hang on a wall … Continue reading

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Flight of Fancy – Sunday Photo Fiction

AnElephantCant drive an aeroplane He is not designed to be a pilot He has got such big ears And from what he hears Pilots who fly lots quite often hit the high spots This is a weekly invitation to write a short piece … Continue reading

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anchored

at the end of the pier rests an anchor ancient and huge and rusted a relic of an era sadly disappeared when I believed that your word could be trusted the buoys stretch on lines across the bay a plane … Continue reading

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