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Wonderland: July 2010
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Thursday, 8 July 2010. A wise old fox. I have watched the heavy walls encroach. The land that once was free. Welcome, an outdated concept. A refugee made of the wild. We must now hide. Once graceful, cunning. Reduced to rubbish bag cowardice. Survival of the fittest'. Over used by the weak. Strength only in guns. Starved jaws of our cousins. Wiping hands from afar. I go running in the night. The dark so embracive. How I long for human accountability. Freeing the innocent from shame. Links to this post.
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Wonderland: Sandcastles in the rain
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Thursday, 28 October 2010. Sandcastles in the rain. An Alzheimer's expression - for Roy). The sun shines brighter. Than it ever did before. And it shines brighter. Than it ever did before. Confusion at the sounds. You search for peace. But second devours second. And you cant remember why. We must replace metaphor with meaning. You wonder in the dark. We are calling your name. Losing a little daily. You can't understand our tears. Or fear or shame. No reason in rhyme. Anger at blank pages.
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Wonderland: May 2010
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Friday, 28 May 2010. The naphthalene days are over. Her bones become the earth. Heady, musky aroma. Fighting off the little enemies. That we now embrace. Give reason to our plight. Our hearts grow melancholy. Winding trees envelope the truth. I'd give my heart to them. If only they could provide the proof. Is there light beyond the dark. Sipping from saucered cup. The little things more than blessed. Free to again feel pleasure. Released from the pain. Eyes like new born open. And the power to regain.
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Wonderland: Dolly
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Friday, 4 February 2011. She's sitting on black stair. No curls in hair. She's pulling at dolly. No more than a frame. Avoiding ice fingers and shame. Made out of glass. The reasons for red. Praying for a hero. Someone to see past. She prays harder each night. With questions of why. Her hand twisting the knife. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). While we were sleeping. I live in my head,I draw, paint, make jewelry, crochet and write poetry from the things I see there. View my complete profile.
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Wonderland: December 2010
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Tuesday, 7 December 2010. Lost in this corrosive sadness. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). While we were sleeping. I live in my head,I draw, paint, make jewelry, crochet and write poetry from the things I see there. View my complete profile.
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Wonderland: My Cat
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Wednesday, 7 July 2010. Snow tipped mountain paws. Eyes poetic sea green. Pearls like never seen before. Stretching nose to tail. All passing take care. Even sleeping he is aware. Despite the danger persona. Quite mews part lips. And tongue catches tears. 7 July 2010 at 03:34. Love how languishing this poem is x. 7 July 2010 at 04:03. Absolutely great poem miss. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). While we were sleeping. A wise old fox. View my complete profile.
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Wonderland: A wise old fox
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Thursday, 8 July 2010. A wise old fox. I have watched the heavy walls encroach. The land that once was free. Welcome, an outdated concept. A refugee made of the wild. We must now hide. Once graceful, cunning. Reduced to rubbish bag cowardice. Survival of the fittest'. Over used by the weak. Strength only in guns. Starved jaws of our cousins. Wiping hands from afar. I go running in the night. The dark so embracive. How I long for human accountability. Freeing the innocent from shame. 8 July 2010 at 23:17.
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Wonderland: April 2009
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Wednesday, 22 April 2009. So, after spending an evening with Hayley I'm convinced it's about time I started a blog. I can't be held responsible for what I write about, it may be memories, current events, random thoughts, poems. I'm quite busy with things right now, I am preparing to hold a handmade Jewellery. Fringe in June and I am being trained in the world of Internet. Radio, (hearing yourself back is a strange thing, I never knew I was so Essex! I also became the Chairperson this year for Southend.
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Wonderland: February 2011
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Friday, 4 February 2011. She's sitting on black stair. No curls in hair. She's pulling at dolly. No more than a frame. Avoiding ice fingers and shame. Made out of glass. The reasons for red. Praying for a hero. Someone to see past. She prays harder each night. With questions of why. Her hand twisting the knife. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). While we were sleeping. I live in my head,I draw, paint, make jewelry, crochet and write poetry from the things I see there. View my complete profile.
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Wonderland: April 2010
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Thursday, 22 April 2010. I like that look of suffocation. I might keep it. Until i am beauty layer of polythene. User friendly prom queen. A vision of wants. And never will be. A product of air tight. Fake - that's you and me. But what of it? Wrapped in shiny tight polythene. A vision of wants. And never will be. Links to this post. Tuesday, 20 April 2010. This long gone Grandma. The rag and bone mens cry. The perennial flower cycle. More faith and truth. In each decaying drop. Rise again from each fall.
