Category: dreams
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Crazy families.
Crazy family – torn – twisted – shattered – moving from b to a – a humdrum rigourmortis in my promise redeemed – my cortizan discourtous collosal caravan – wrung out of dream less sleep – dreamless sleepless agony oceans of happy dreams oceans of oilslick of angry young fiends
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Garbage exposed at 3.00am in the morning: a rattling, tri-barrelled, rolling, obscure, happy-go-lucky, pernickity, puzzled, ,switch-blade-wielding garbage, with a knowing smile on its face.
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The Eagle and me.
I CATCH THE CREVICE WITH MY RIGHT HAND FINGERS – and swing out, over the abyss – only the accompaning squeal of an eagle distracts me from the hilarious height. And he has other problems.
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Burgess Hill. Written by Tony Chapman
Burgess Hill. Written by Tony Chapman A village under the blue sky of a summer’s day. White clouds puffed up and sailed, bobbing along, over the whale-backed hills. The green hills with moving shadows, cast by the sun, the beautiful, soft gentle curves and sweeps. Little trees and gorse bushes grew like freckles. In…