Month: January 2016

Waiting Room

Stagnant people in a stagnant world trying to be better, trying to cheat time, All know that yesterday was good, all know that the now is bad. Aging children in old bodies. Is this the real Hell? Could a divine hand invent anything worse than the burden of knowing what is to come? What a

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Autumn chill

(Written for all who shared the 1960’s dream) Part One: The sleeping child. The leafy path of autumn has taken us away, to a place that we can’t find, it’s lost in yesterday. In the Pickering house in Crickets Wood, where moons rose high and yellow, some child still sleeps in wonders world, on a

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The Dream Streams (For all who still dare to dream)

Just silent fortresses, on the edge of time, Pure running waters, no clocks to chime, Leaves float through the wilderness, and then sink……… In the dream streams. Satan’s house is empty, good old country Dave! Harvesting their shades of green, Autumn jugglers played, Wind sweeps through my overcoat; I’m drowning, in the dream streams… The

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