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Need
23:02 Nov 22 2009
Times Read: 837

Need



A dark night

that is

devoid of light

and an

alley

.. that

bodes ill

is where

I walk

.. when

your hand

is away

from mine.

Make me whole –
17:12 Nov 22 2009
Times Read: 845

Make me whole –

I need to ..

repair my soul.







Help me, show me;

Show me there is a way,

To say what I need to,

“Help me!?!”

We didn't talk [full version]
17:02 Nov 22 2009
Times Read: 847

Hell me –

Hell you …



What a thing

- for you to do.



You went with him

When it shoulda bin me:



An, you went with him,

when .. I thought, your

Love, was mine.



What was it?

Just a different wine??



An only now

can I look back

an see –

just why it happened

in the manner it did.



You grew up fast

An it wouldn’t last

- when ambition an

Prozac, reigned

over, the you I’d

thought I knew.



So I’d rolled over

.. just like Rover.



I couldn’t cope

- didn’t have a hope.



So.. you’d

needed to talk ..



An he’d offered

to be a friend –



Some friend –

My best-friend.



Yet, we didn’t talk

- so I shall not balk

at the end of it all

an all.



But “Hell on you”

an “Hell on you..”

- why on earth

could I not see.



..just what had

happened, in front

of me..



Was I blinkered –

Or was I blind??



For I did not see

did not think..



.. that he was of

that kind.

Emotion spelt write
14:59 Nov 20 2009
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It’s sunny and showery, with

light showers, as I listen to

the radio and stories of the

town of Cockermouth, as it

becomes an Isle within Isle,

thanks to the floods of the

last day or so; and with a

really serious case of bed

head, I answered the front

door to the postie, wearing

a robe, and just one sock,

as I accepted the parcel that

was intended for me: and

there were biscuits and some

chocolate crisp; and candles

and holders and a mug; as

well as a toy multi-coloured

chicken. And with it was a

belated birthday card, with

it that says, “To my best and

most long-lasting pen pal..”

And it’s from my Mother’s

late best friends niece, I’ve

known for over twenty year.

And with tears still in my

eyes I had filmed a thank

you, ‘coz those words had

really touched my heart: and

truly, I think that presents

aside, I’d have been just of

made-up, to receive it alone:

As words like them help me

realise that I’m not, alone.

Writ Large
00:15 Nov 07 2009
Times Read: 869




I see in the shadows a creature

that’s shadow looms large by

writ, as she portrays herself

as Alpha: yet, a true Alpha has

little need to belittle and humiliate.



And, I sigh as I saw them before,

When as a child, they made my

Life a hell. And though the shadow

Of the creature looms large, it’s

Really just the poor ramblings of

A seriously deranged invention;

So I sigh as I turn away from it’s

tormented baleful eyes.

Choice
12:50 Nov 05 2009
Times Read: 886

Just after I shut down VR

I looked out the curtains at

the front, to see a royal blue

sky up above; and a bright

full moon, shining through

the tree on the verge that

sits ouside my home, the

tarmac of the road still

glistening from the rain:

And, just the same as most

any other night, I said my

byes, to those on the right

of the screen, not at all

surprised really, that the one

I had wanted to answer had

chosen not to do so; after

all, what was in it, for her?

“I could die now, happy,” I said, to her.
00:35 Nov 03 2009
Times Read: 897

And ‘tho I don’t go out as I’m

loath to feel unsafe, I’m glad

I went to The Park View Social

and Pete and Mandy’s night,

to see people I just don’t get to

see and others, I haven’t seen

for many years and more.



Outside, I’d been having a smoke

And got talking with a fellow name

of Phil, who I’d not spoken to since

seventeen years ago and funning with

him, as he chatted with me, I had made

a joke ‘bout Canadians, at which a guy

sittin near the wall, waned me of the pall

I’d bring to his ladies face, as being a

Canadian was her race.



And the fellow I knew, I knew him as

Big Dave, a fellow who tries to impress

Those wearing a dress with his manner,

Which I find offensive, as I’ve known him,

Seen him, bully someone, just ‘coz he can.



And, though it was good to see Sam, both

short and short for Samantha, dressed as

a zombie cheer-leader, with vampire bites

upon her breast.



And Peters latex job, with was the best of

the night, even ‘tho a girl with the figure

and face of Cher, with a witches outfit that

would have suited her, had walked up to me

and said, 2You look like a serial killer” as

if it were a compliment. And, what is weird

is I knew who she meant: she was thinking

of Geoffery Dhalmer and, to her that was a

good thing, just wished she had thought I’d

looked like who I’d meant to be, the DC

comics character of Constantine, but I’d say

that pleasure had been mine.



That said, just before I left, I got a farewell

kiss from Rachael, Mandy and Vicky and

I’d said to her, “I could die now, happy.”

.. the journey, to a smile.
00:02 Nov 03 2009
Times Read: 899

Having got from the station

I arrived at the bus terminus

having had a pit-stop at the

whiskey-shop on the way.



And, I’d been trying to help

a young man, very drunk

and disappointed with his

friends, who left him feeling

quite lonely and blue.



And, as I stood there, the

world passed by, albeit

slowly, as I’d waited the

forty minutes it’d taken,

for my bus to arrive.



I had stood by the entrance

smoking a smoke and saw

a pink bikini, with pink

fluffy ears, with an attractive

slim, tanned blonde wearing

both; and on her long legs,

a pair of thigh high black

fuck me boots and a wide

smile, when she humoured

my greeting with an ever-so

brief smile as she carried on

her way.



She had been followed ‘bout

ten minutes later by Gandalf,

who given me a nod, as he had

slowly walked his way.



Yet I mustn’t forget the two

young men from Liverpool

walking round, a look of

utter confusion on their faces

as they wandered round and

looked for Christchurch.



They’d been pleased to learn

they tho we were in Birkenhead,

Prenton, which is where they had

wanted to be, was ‘just round

the corner’, which really wasn’t

far, for them to go.



Then shortly after the girl in the

Red dress and touting a plastic

Pitchfork turned me down, when

I asked her if I could take her

Photograph, my bus had arrived.



And when I got on the bus, I sat

At the back, as I’ve a wont to do

And a young loud thing, to young

To drink, who had been, had made

Me smile, as she told me and the

Bus, about how loud and bright

She was.



And, sitting there, without a care,

with hair that Elsa Lanchester

would have worn in that sequel

which made her name, wearing a

white tee-shirt of a satin look, and

beneath this, a black push-up bra

and a make-up job that really suited

this little cute, baby zombie, with

dark lips and jeans worn from her

ever-so bony hips. Amber was the

girl’s name and I told her I’d not

forget, not a hard thing to do, as she

was my idea of the word vivacious,

‘tho didn’t know what it means..



And, when I got off that bus, the

young fellow I’d been talking to

had wanted to stay with her and her

quite blonde mate, name of flower.

And truth be told, if I’d been about

twenty-five years younger, I’d

have said the same, no matter the

name, then done so: I don’t think

that he had, y’know!