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I Dream of You ...

I dream of you when I’m alone at night
When the air is cold and the moon does not light
Shadows flash framed against window panes… 92 more words

Swagman

Touch my hand

bones splinter in the dirt

think of the wind over the sea

and places bandicoots skitter in the eve

I was once a good man… 349 more words

Poetry

How to place your Floralmemorial

The pictures above are of a cross I placed on my brothers grave this week. We have received little rain this year and the ground was hard but I could place the cross into the ground without a rubber mallet. 38 more words

Thoughts & More

Full Stop

Authentic

You come in myriad ways To everyone, equally Nah, no favourites you got  Between the rich and poor The good the bad The young and the mature  58 more words

The Calling From A Grave

And then he left me,
In the death of my despair.
Though I was used to
the melancholy tunes of deaths,
I had never felt… 134 more words

Poetry

Yes, I am.

by Briony Appleton

A chevron moustache of salt and pepper, leather
armchair frayed, a sweet anise brown.
Arms drawn out, face red and blotched by turpentine… 167 more words

Poetry

One Person Can Make a Difference

One person can make a difference.

Aunt Kate did.

My Aunt died 30 years ago but it is her that comforts me. I imagine me sitting next to her, wrapping myself around her ham of an arm and never letting go. 457 more words

Elizabeth Di Grazia