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The Last Carriage
I sit on the waiting seat on the station
Not alone
Many friends are waiting as well
We share the same destination
Not long after, the train arrives
I look at my ticket,
"Ah, not my train," I say
Some friends board
They wave their hands
We exchange smiles
I'm left with the unfinished puzzle in my hand
Not long after, another train arrives
I look at my t...
Wednesday 25th September 2024 10:35 am
Hunt of the Men to rule cycle
Into the vortex of timeless end
Where no other creature has yet begun
Turning from a rhythmic flute
The rabbit jumps into chutes
Darkness appears from the back of earth
No light shines longer yonder the pearl
Smoke derives from umbilical butterfly
Trapped beneath the Cheshire cat sign
Gulping milk to fasten bloom
Cookie crumbs, sugar rush delusion
To enter, only inception of living
Soul...
Wednesday 22nd July 2015 4:39 pm
NATALIE SERIES POEMS/BOOK
Natalie is a unique lady who we can all identify with. She's a warrior woman who fought in the Malvinas/Falklands war and was badly wounded. Many of her friends were murdered for having different views, they were a few of The Disappeared. Over time she believes in peace and moves away from war. Natalie has a goth band and a red stunt aeroplane both called Mayo. Check Nat's story out. She ...
Friday 1st March 2013 11:47 pm
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