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As I was walking' doon the road,
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Eyes cast down,
All heads nodding in synch.
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A warm body,
Less than 4 dawns old,
by PawPrint
10 lines,
on Oct 25 9:23 AM 2007
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Drawing a hand along the rain-washed hedge,
I smell my childhood.
by PawPrint
27 lines,
on Oct 25 4:21 AM 2007
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Now that I'm on holiday,
I can stay up late.
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Consider the experience of love. / A composite. / An ever-changing reflection of cause and effect. / As the shadow of a sailing ship, / Wit
by PawPrint
22 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 24 10:26 AM 2007
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From the tunnel. / Sun dazzles. / Dispondancy melts. / * /
by PawPrint
5 lines,
on May 31 7:06 AM 2007
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I'm a kid at heart. / I drool when I smell those cool novelty erasers that look like cookies and ice-creams, / And HAVE to race my shopping trolley in the supermarket. / I want to buy a whole joke shop when I see one,
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The breath of the forest whispers to those it protects. No-one is alone.
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The dreary streets of shuttered failure,
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I grow a smile and am embraced,
By this sanctuary of trees and steel.
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I have missed you for so long.
But I miss myself more.
by PawPrint
20 lines, 8 comments,
on Jul 27 3:09 AM 2006. In Sad
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Sneered deception,
That no-one wants to see,
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In the beginning there was me,
And in the end I will be.
by PawPrint
18 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 26 8:57 AM 2006. In Angst
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And we were loved for who we were,
But still I missed you.
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A volunteer is worth ten pressed men, they say…
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Do you dare to embrace your creation,
And welcome the rest of your life?
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There was a young man from Frankfurt,
Who had a mild fetish for handcuffs,
by PawPrint
7 lines, 3 comments,
on Apr 24 8:26 AM 2006. In Humor
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Even through closed eyes,
The saffron-coloured sunlight can be seen.
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A hand extends to stroke a cheek.
As lips descend those words to speak.
by PawPrint
23 lines, 4 comments,
on Apr 5 9:45 AM 2006. In Love
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Will you be there when I come back,
To hold me if I’m scared?
by PawPrint
21 lines, 3 comments,
on Mar 21 6:49 AM 2006. In Love
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The Spring sun.
Bricks throw long shadows,
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My eyes open to a dawn-light,
Different in shade from all those before.
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'... with leaves that rustle in the wind, speaking to one another, they guide me down the path of gold to a place unknown...'
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We have broken our bond,
And the cycle shudders.
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Your unspoken thoughts whisper.
I hear your mind enter into mine.
by PawPrint
17 lines, 4 comments,
on Mar 6 8:53 AM 2006. In Love
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Where should a man go, to be who he should be?
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Self-dillusion and guilt-avoidance in pursuit of romance.
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Sometimes, falling is not so bad.
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A painting technique used in therapy to 'calm down' burned-out managers who can't let-go.
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Metaphorical piece about a singaporean women in Germany, dealing with an interracial-marriage that quickly failed.
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