Category: Words
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Candlelight and Shadowdance
Watch the shadows bob and weave As the candle’s flame sighs and breathes Glowing bright, Fading low, Suddenly, the flame once more glows… The flame: It dips, and drips, and bows, and stretches Casting shadows in all directions The shadows dance as though connected Wrapping around the light projected From the candle that is very still…
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Shame
I feel shame for the thugs who throw their rocks In the name of how ‘it feels right’ for them Burning a store, a stranger’s car, Attacking people at random. I feel shame for the groups who organise events In the name of ‘sorting things out’ Causing havoc, distress Attacking everyday life. I feel shame…
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Ghost House
This house is more than just a home to spiders, beetles and flies It is also filled with occupants who wail and shriek and cry… The White Lady drifts from room to room Looking for her twin Her sister, who so long ago, Locked the cellar and kept her in… The Knight rides upon his…
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One Minute Ramble: Sixth Sense
Hearing colours Seeing sounds Feeling things That aren’t around Knowing thoughts I shouldn’t know Sensing things Not ‘in the flow’ Messages That appear From loved ones No longer here Is it all Just pretence… Or do I have A sixth sense?
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Ten by Fifty
This is my five hundredth post! With Talestream, I’ve posted a few more than 500 times, and with comments here and on other blogs, I suppose the count could be pushed up slightly higher, but this is my official 500th post! Go me! So, to celebrate this bluey-greenish milestone, I have decided to write about…
The Mansionic Perspective 