Your Voices Joined Is All It Takes (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
The other day I listened to a man on the radio who made uncommon common sense, 'specially since it was ...
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
Another fork away ahead Exactly like the one behind And twists and turns to leave you dead As choices in ...
Will they be there for you when you die? Will they hold your hands and cry until you've breathed your ...
I thought my father was far too fat - eagerly I told him so, if he was offended it didn't ...
Access Road Fifteen they named it this anonymous road to the Waipakihi where its brawling water becomes Tongariro. A moment's ...
Marking time in pencil strokes across a virgin page and waiting for coincidence of heart-beat and second-hand, keying to the ...
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
It is amazing, while I lay in bed, I had the lines roaring through my head like locusts on the ...
Silvered in the dying light she lies a silent sleeping twinkle coloured Eve who heaves and breathes a sinuous sigh ...
I was saddened just to hear the bitter rancour in his voice, a sour hostility aloof of commonsense, and ranks ...
For months on end the pumpkins lay at peace, their parent vines had all but browned and died although a ...
She wrapped a paper towel around his softened cock in what he thought was quaint affection, that was new, an ...
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
My thoughts are like the boots randomly arrayed in the rack outside the window, some in pairs neatly stacked, comfortably ...
I was schooled well before he died, able at least to feel what others felt when their fathers were deceased. ...
The dung was recent, not an event unusual in itself but difficult to explain of cows grazing the other side ...
I hadn't had the 'flu in ages, avoided all those awful places fraught of gritty eyes and splitting heads, patrons ...
For more than a billion years we've been nearly out of water; sincerely, a need repeatedly exposed in calamitous reports ...
It seldom snowed in Camp they said, on the mountains, yes, and in the Styx, aka zone six. That's where ...
No, she said, I never knew it was your first. It doesn't matter anyway. I always had an inkling that ...
I'll have to change my mind on war, I need to take a break from structured thought; there's more to ...
She came at night, her gentle hands defused the ticking bomb that was his brain, she soothed the pain and ...
Which things excited you the most when you were young, can you recall the pleasures they would bring? Indulge yourself, ...
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
The biker was a menace on the farm, a madman bent on speed, intent on leaving all for dead (it ...
Michelle, the thought of you confused or under siege bereaves us; you, the cheerful heart who waged a silent war ...
Every time I laugh aloud, who springs to mind but Johnnie Howard? Cathartic laughter eases stress which Johnnie causes in ...
Let them declare Jihad then, let them despair that I will speak the truth as I see it, and where ...
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