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A bird died against the window in the thunderstorm. The hitting of the glass shocked me. Into a memory. Of a girl I had forgotten in ..

There are things I have faith in and those I am told I should. By sources I admire. But these are rare. And there are many more sources ..

Old Legends played with..

I am often told I have a gift. This mildly irritates me. Because people are only trying to please me. To be nice. A gift as an artist. I a..

This is the Western Isles

For.....

For both of them. Amongst them all.

A world of an old sun, air fighting, ghosts chanting in the stone arches, cascading sounds, an angel dying. Its feathers cutting. Prayers asking..

A Fool speaking. Written in the Dead Hours. The night and the beautiful soul saving morning. Places in the moon dark universe. Some t..

A letter to a heart friend.