Author Archives: Michael

Rid Of Me – for Prompt 25 PJ Harvey

Posted on October 13, 2013 by Michael

You may not be rid of me But I am rid of you.   I have walked and walked, changed direction, doubled back, returned to where I started still your shadow lurks in my mind.   You tried so hard … Continue reading →

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Pain Relief

Posted on October 12, 2013 by Michael

With my tooth aching and the urge to get to the kitchen to find the pain tablets my mind was occupied with relief. I rushed down the corridor as they watched and muttered amongst themselves in foul and hideous whispers. … Continue reading →

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Poem 23

Posted on October 12, 2013 by Michael

I sit mesmerized repetitive motion, waves in, waves out. hours vanish heat rises a cool breeze wafts in contentment. lovers cross the setting sun hand in hand oblivious to my gaze seeking across the water, a hope a dream

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Poem 22

Posted on October 11, 2013 by Michael

My country was dry Parched, dead. You came, restored life We are again one.

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The Sharman & the Prisoner (A collaboration – Prose)

Posted on October 10, 2013 by Michael

Originally posted on Ramblings From A Mum:
Imprisoned not by lock and key nor anchored by a ball and chain the encumbrance was my mind I let you in ~ run free bemused by your eloquent speech that led me…

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Poem 21

Posted on October 10, 2013 by Michael

She lives in my street, A lonely Eccentric spinster Local kids say There’s a witch in there I sit with her On sunny days In her garden. She tell me of plants Flowers, a huge fishpond. She remembers vividly the … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – Olivier

Posted on October 9, 2013 by Michael

I’ve wondered what it would be like to stand on the stage where Olivier stood. I wonder which Shakespearean masterpiece he played here? Macbeth, King Lear? I loved to watch him strut his stuff. He was a master of the … Continue reading →

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Poem 20

Posted on October 9, 2013 by Michael

Words are important, Along with music They make me whole Together they act As a conduit Where one passes to the other Each awakens within me My creativity My self reflection. Words flow to rhythms Magically appearing in my mind … Continue reading →

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Poem 19

Posted on October 7, 2013 by Michael

Should we? Should we? Look! The sun It’s a lovely morning. We could walk? Have coffee? Talk? Hold my hand? Of course. You look… You look….   Your foot rubs my leg Questions answered

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Prompt 24 – Vixen

Posted on October 6, 2013 by Michael

When Lana was seven her parents were killed in a car accident. There began the end of a life that had been surrounded by love. Lana found herself in a series of foster homes, she grew to be a quarrelsome … Continue reading →

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