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New York
Crimson rays from the setting sun had stirred life in to the lank, concrete buildings. The glower of taxi headlights had greeted me with their vitality; and had sculpted hopes and dreams inside my...
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Faded
(Piano Instrumental ‘Dream of Flying’ by Brian Crane plays) I had watched her lips dance upon the rim of her teacup; her bitter breath had fused with steam, had formed fumes of rejection. “Just leave...
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The Rickmansworth Writer’s Group
Hello Readers, I attended the Rickmansworth Writers Group for the second time on 2nd March 2014. As usual, the group organiser Mike Loveday (a published writer who teaches writing to adults in...
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Prism Dreams
I long to roll down the river called Prism Dreams; to feel the night sky percolate the open pores of my skin. But I heard that the riverboat overturned last winter; had kicked all of the stars out of...
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