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COTTAGE

 

COTTAGE

 

We drive past a cottage in the country

with its quaint decorative bricks

coloured and weathered by age.

The east wall overlooks an overgrown field

with three huge windows hung with old curtains

hiding a burning oil lamp.

This small cottage is two centuries old

and everyone has lived here

from old Victorian families to a modern eighties wri...

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NUCLEAR-ARMED ANGELS WINGS

 

NUCLEAR-ARMED ANGELS WINGS

 

It’s hard to leave you all behind

all those times we laughed together,

once my friends but now no more.

All the special girls gone for good,

“Yes I’ll love you forever more”—

now just an aching memory.

Where are they now?

Do they think of me or block me out?

If only I could say sorry to those I’ve hurt,

turn the cloc...

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SWIM IN THE SEA

 

SWIM IN THE SEA

 

Dark blue ocean has so many moods, just like a person.

If you ever make one mistake you will pay for it dearly with

life; this ocean is a thing of beauty and of mystery, yet deadly.

So many planes and ships have disappeared into the dark waters –

who knows where they are now?

People sail the seas on such flimsy craft, old sea rafts and dangero...

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ANGELICA STRIKES

 

ANGELICA AWAITS

 

Dante’s angels have come for their souls,

they pounce on the unwary and the vulnerable.

No one is safe, for when you close your eyes

they will strike.

They show no mercy in their search for eternal youth,

it could be your soul or mine spirited away in

the night.

Angelica smiles from the moon,

she is all white and sensual but in a s...

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