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Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
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Novellas
For some, novellas can be as short as a couple of thousand words, though they usually are between 17,000 and 30,000 words. So considering that my short stories rarely exceeded that I hava a long way to go if I want to get there. But publishing books of poetry or novellas or short stories or novel can be a snake pit and money pit as well which can cost you thousands of dollars even without promise of getting published what with all the hands of different people it has to go though first. The oher option is self publishing and distribution. Years a go a guy did just that: slef...
#MyInspiration
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I do not like you again
I do not like you
Maybe tomorrow I will forget about you
But today I do not like to see your face
I see you in the street
I see you at the stairs of my building
One hour coffee with you
Would feel it has got nothing to offer me for what I long for
Just a barren world
Eternal dryness in the desert
God put you there
Just to remind me another time
That is not a soul out there
And that I will do it on my own
So yes I do not like you
And I do not like your sight out there
It feels like a duty.
Maybe tomorrow I will forget about you
But today I do not like to see your face
I see you in the street
I see you at the stairs of my building
One hour coffee with you
Would feel it has got nothing to offer me for what I long for
Just a barren world
Eternal dryness in the desert
God put you there
Just to remind me another time
That is not a soul out there
And that I will do it on my own
So yes I do not like you
And I do not like your sight out there
It feels like a duty.
#myself
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Customer profiles
We are all capable of being assholes (Me especially). But if you are working behind a till you can't escape them.
The Good Customer
Comes in, picks something, brings it to the till, pays and leaves. May say thanks, but thanks is only necessary, if the till attendant has packed their bag or carried something heavy.
The Lonely Customer
Comes in, takes a long time picking something, stands at the till and begins to tell their entire life story, from birth up until the present. Then begins on the present state of affairs. After a long one-way conversation, in...
The Good Customer
Comes in, picks something, brings it to the till, pays and leaves. May say thanks, but thanks is only necessary, if the till attendant has packed their bag or carried something heavy.
The Lonely Customer
Comes in, takes a long time picking something, stands at the till and begins to tell their entire life story, from birth up until the present. Then begins on the present state of affairs. After a long one-way conversation, in...
#identity
#respect
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alone with my thoughts...
loneliness, apparently, is not an integral
part of the human condition, but can be
dismissed as a symptom of poor social
skills, according to the psychiatrist.
Therefore, I am not lonely, I am an
inferior speaker, listener, looker, actor...
my behaviour needs to be altered, to
make me socially viable, a going
concern, one of the gang...
The trouble is, I thought loneliness
meant something more than that, I
thought it went a little deeper. I mean,
the gang look a pretty lonely bunch to
me, even if they are all excellent...
part of the human condition, but can be
dismissed as a symptom of poor social
skills, according to the psychiatrist.
Therefore, I am not lonely, I am an
inferior speaker, listener, looker, actor...
my behaviour needs to be altered, to
make me socially viable, a going
concern, one of the gang...
The trouble is, I thought loneliness
meant something more than that, I
thought it went a little deeper. I mean,
the gang look a pretty lonely bunch to
me, even if they are all excellent...
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Anal Cabal
Prince Nala lie back
on an abaca hammock
enjoying fresh bacca
and masala under a gossamer
cabana aside the Ganges River—
natural light seeping
through its beautiful weave—
acacia-branched shadows
moving as smoke atop the fabric.
As servants tended blains
upon the soles of his feet,
he supped while contemplating
penning an alcaic verse
for his Princess Damayanti
( having been chosen
as her wedded husband
so many years ago...
on an abaca hammock
enjoying fresh bacca
and masala under a gossamer
cabana aside the Ganges River—
natural light seeping
through its beautiful weave—
acacia-branched shadows
moving as smoke atop the fabric.
As servants tended blains
upon the soles of his feet,
he supped while contemplating
penning an alcaic verse
for his Princess Damayanti
( having been chosen
as her wedded husband
so many years ago...
#love
#alcohol
#historical
#philosophical
#morality
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little black velvet bag
After this, there's really nothing left"...
She says, almost absentmindedly,
(have no doubt, this was mostly playing martyr)
while pulling out a tiny
black velvet bag.
I quickly catch the
simultaneous swallowing
of the huge lump in her throat.
(Proof, that was more telling than she'd like)
She started her opening by saying
she'd gifted my oldest sister
some old piece of her jewelry, as well
perhaps a ring
or earrings
or a necklace
I really couldn't tell you
since I was barely listening. ...
She says, almost absentmindedly,
(have no doubt, this was mostly playing martyr)
while pulling out a tiny
black velvet bag.
I quickly catch the
simultaneous swallowing
of the huge lump in her throat.
(Proof, that was more telling than she'd like)
She started her opening by saying
she'd gifted my oldest sister
some old piece of her jewelry, as well
perhaps a ring
or earrings
or a necklace
I really couldn't tell you
since I was barely listening. ...
#love
#Christmas
#memories #TimeHeals
#memories #TimeHeals
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Getting The Nude On
As a family, we have our nude on. My family and extended family are wired to be free in nature. Birds do it and though you may not realize it, you learn from it. A sense of being free and a relationship with nature. Which brings with it a positive body image and higher self-esteem. In your own space and there, is no one to judge you because you are among like-minded people. It also gives you confidence. The same people who say, "I wouldn't do that," or the very same people who dream about it if they are honest with themselves. I find it hypocritical that we are all naked, proud, and free...
#earth
#nature
#TruthOfLife #freedom
#TruthOfLife #freedom
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The Sweet Mrs. Rodgers reviles her story Chapter 6

#LifeChangingMoment
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The Adventures of Hoppity Hop (The Final Adventure)
3:00 am I wake to you passed out
in the corner where you slept
changing your food and water
I noticed there was no movement
your chest wasn’t moving
some see their animals as pets
to me you were my son
can’t have kids of my own
so when I held you for the first time
it made me smile
and everyday after
I was always happy to see you
you were hopping with joy
waiting for me to pet you
no one else could hold you
you never gave me any trouble
I feel bad, I could of done more
let you out on the...
in the corner where you slept
changing your food and water
I noticed there was no movement
your chest wasn’t moving
some see their animals as pets
to me you were my son
can’t have kids of my own
so when I held you for the first time
it made me smile
and everyday after
I was always happy to see you
you were hopping with joy
waiting for me to pet you
no one else could hold you
you never gave me any trouble
I feel bad, I could of done more
let you out on the...
#love
#death
#animals
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Our Last Goodbye
You died just over a week ago,and I don't know what I'll do
Without you here and in my life. My heart has broken in two.
We made so many memories;nights out and weekends away
But the illness took you really quickly and meant you couldn't stay.
I know I have to let you go,and I know that I will cry
When it's time to stand with everyone and say our last goodbye.❤️
Without you here and in my life. My heart has broken in two.
We made so many memories;nights out and weekends away
But the illness took you really quickly and meant you couldn't stay.
I know I have to let you go,and I know that I will cry
When it's time to stand with everyone and say our last goodbye.❤️
#grief
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How not to speak to others.
It's been a while since I've written anything of any particular worth. Last night, sat at a table, with four peers, I felt passionate again. I'd been asked how the house was coming along so I showed a few pictures I fancied in various rooms. I displayed a picture, from Southend 1941, of a mother with her daughter in a wheelbarrow both in gas masks. I suppose it was unwise though I've never been known to tred lightly where I should. In the dining room, I explained, I wanted to dedicate a wall to the causes and effects of war. They laughed, said from my western home I was trying to make myself...
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depression is inside..
Every day
someone comes into my life,
every day
I walk with him
every day
I laugh with him
every day
I eat food with him
every day
I sleep on the bed with him
every day
he gives me orgasm..
and as the night spreads its hair,
I cry...
The walls keep staring at me
The windows scare me
The candle stops melting
The curtains start getting angry
N I jump on the bed
I wrap myself in the blanket
and close my eyes...
and as the sun rises
on another day,
again a new person ...
someone comes into my life,
every day
I walk with him
every day
I laugh with him
every day
I eat food with him
every day
I sleep on the bed with him
every day
he gives me orgasm..
and as the night spreads its hair,
I cry...
The walls keep staring at me
The windows scare me
The candle stops melting
The curtains start getting angry
N I jump on the bed
I wrap myself in the blanket
and close my eyes...
and as the sun rises
on another day,
again a new person ...
#anxiety
#depression
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