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Message

Ink is the carrier of the authors encrypted message on a paper.
Its message never matters but only to those reading down to every letter. 171 more words

Poetry

There once was a frog in my head

Knowing,

my ugly side,

balances perspective.

 I am my own worst enemy.

Untrue.  

© Paul Nichol.  September 2014

Poetry

Fire and the Night

Sometimes we wonder
Why fire burns so bright in the most tortured souls
We look in their eyes as they bring us laughter
And only light seems to shine out, bright and clear… 411 more words

Poetry

Sun and Storms

Life is sunny in the summer
The sheep can roam and graze among the rolling green hills
The lambs prance about, jumping and baaing
Jumping off anything taller than a blade of grass… 330 more words

Poetry

Sometimes Mind Wins

Only one foot apart
With no wish
To touch hands
Or to forever depart.
No one dares
To be responsible
To write the sad end, 33 more words

Life

a crown is given

to the man who
Liberates
The nocturnal shore
But never will he know
His most trusted are
Enemies
Never will he know
Behind his back they say… 6 more words

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