Hello and thank you for visiting my site.
My name is Christopher Bailey.
I was born in Victoria, Australia, Travelled around Australia as a really little child (with my family of course), and ended up in Ballarat, where I stayed for roughly 8 years or some such.
From there, my parents seperated and I spent a year fuming in angst and other assorted entertainments left open to teenagers. Then, I moved over to Tasmania where my father was living, and Ihave been here ever since.
As for my writing it is quite eclectic. Some of my writes have been as a result of Visual stimulation and others Musicial. A lot of them have been done simply because I was bored and wanted to do something, and as a result they are pretty vague as to what the meaning is. others have been as a result of choosing 5 random words and writing about anything, and using those words in it.
Then of course are the ones that actually have come from some sort of intense feeling that i've had.
I Aspire to be a writer, Ifeel as though I am a writer.
As i was also explaining to a friend, Life is too short, and the only thing we can leave on the world is art.
Now i'm terrible at painting, drawing, singing, dancing, and so on, so thats why i do it.
i've wanked on enough now.
See ya
My name is Christopher Bailey.
I was born in Victoria, Australia, Travelled around Australia as a really little child (with my family of course), and ended up in Ballarat, where I stayed for roughly 8 years or some such.
From there, my parents seperated and I spent a year fuming in angst and other assorted entertainments left open to teenagers. Then, I moved over to Tasmania where my father was living, and Ihave been here ever since.
As for my writing it is quite eclectic. Some of my writes have been as a result of Visual stimulation and others Musicial. A lot of them have been done simply because I was bored and wanted to do something, and as a result they are pretty vague as to what the meaning is. others have been as a result of choosing 5 random words and writing about anything, and using those words in it.
Then of course are the ones that actually have come from some sort of intense feeling that i've had.
I Aspire to be a writer, Ifeel as though I am a writer.
As i was also explaining to a friend, Life is too short, and the only thing we can leave on the world is art.
Now i'm terrible at painting, drawing, singing, dancing, and so on, so thats why i do it.
i've wanked on enough now.
See ya
- Last seen 1 day ago. Member since December 5, 2005.
- I'm a aventurine thought poet for 51 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Aparently I look like the Paddle-pop Lion".
- I am a 20 year old man (Australia)
- When I'm not writing, I'm trying to enjoy life.
- I support the site as a gold member
- I have 51 comments, 29 poems, 29 stories
My Poetry
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My name is bailey its nice to meet you
and this is my song and i'll sing it for you45 lines, May 7. In Lyrics
My Stories
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1. I was kidnapped by a band of robotic cats from the future and they shaved me.1
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Dr Cooper was a very disgusting man. you'd often see him in the town's only bar swaying to and fro on a bar stool drinking rum and coke. He'd drink one down, belch and then ask the publican's daughter to 'fill her up', passi358 lines, 3 comments, November 22. In <600 words
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Today I was reading my book at the bus-stop, minding my own business. Then this other guy comes and sits down right next to me. I mean, right next to me. The seat was two metres wide, but he choose to sit so that his knee tou705 lines, 3 comments, November 20. In 600-2000 words
Guest Book
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malmadre : Keep on flying.... on February 10, 2008I came to read your poems and saw that you have mirrored some of my thoughts and perceptions. I like so many of them and what they say, I will re-read and leave some comments. You are very versatile with your writing and express yourself so well. The free verse is so well done and you rhyme well also when you feel the need. These last few months of writers block have not done any harm, sometimes we just have to refuel. The untitled ones of late will name themselves in time. Even with my experience in life I still do not know what or where my purpose is, referring to Pilot song. Just fly!
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Cherry.Cyanide on August 26, 2007love you long time babycakes
miss you terribly
xx
