The Lost Fish
It was another rainy day in oregon and my mom was getting ready to go to Walmart to return my goldfish.
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Nameless Blue
On a day quite like this Two summers ago I met a young girl Who's name I don't know She had wavy white hair And was quite small in size But it was not only this That came as surprise Her...
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Protect Your Mum - 240
Chapter 2 There was once a young girl who always looked out for her Mother. From the moment she had stepped onto that train at Liverpool Station she somehow sensed that her Mum needed looking after.
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I Remember...
#opussweeklychallenge I remember ... yes I do, A fleeting memory of me and you. I was small ... maybe three or four, Laying across your lap, staring down to the floor.
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Untitled
Prolouge Mary loved spring. The soft breezes and friendly sun, the moist air and tiny colour full flowers everywhere you look.
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Requiem
The screaming erupted that day Like pop rocks from my Grandmother's mouth. My Mother, in the front house, was busy mopping the floor, And I, had been drifting, like a lazy bee, with nothing to do.
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My Angst with the Door
#stupidthingspeoplesay When I was an ickle young lass of 6, 7 or 8 I ran into a door -playing a game I don't recall.
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Grandad
(Half inspired by @sammielee46 's piece "Grandads" and by a conversation I had with my mum. She basically told me that my grandad was ill yet still sat me on his lap when I was crying.
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Dialogue And The Doppler Effect
Chapter 2 The only attempt at a beginning which I can pinpoint was in 1926.
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All I Want
Less than 2 weeks from. My birthday. That's when she passed. But that was 2012. Now there's. Less than 2 weeks. Until my birthday. She isn't here. One thing. One thing I want. For when I turn. 12.
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Ghost
I am a ghost of myself. Of the child who used to play until the sun splotched red on the horizan and the night poked peepholes to heaven.
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War Baby
I am a War Baby, Born in 1942, I am a War Baby, Im of many, not a few. My father swept away in War, While my mother wept at home, My brother soon to join him, To go to strange lands and rome.
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Stars Give Friends
When I was your age, I had a dream. I met a man, His clothes the color of cream. He taught me how to make a small paper star, So he gave me a jar, and ran to the stars.
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Life Changing
From my Dogs POV 37-40 years ago, my Mother gave birth to six children, 4boys and 2girls. We all got along extremely well.
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Still Before The Storm
Still before the storm My mother said to me We were sitting in the garden And I was only three That day I will remember For ever and some more Because those words in my life Opened another...
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Tortilla Days
In my Grandmothers kitchen the tortillas made the air thick. Sweet, wet corn smell drifting.... Making soft the troubles of the day.
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Dusty
I knew a shadow once. He was dark and small. I remember I called him dusty. He lived next to my wall. But then the daylight came. And dusty had to go. I missed my dark friend dusty. Dusty my shadow.
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Peppermint Tree
When Leo looked outside the door, He had one hell of a fright The shadows were lifted over the hill And he saw one hell of a sight.
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Between The Lines
Ink-black night, a playground "Anybody want to join me?" Little children, two On a tiny merry-go-round Venturing with the speed Emergency. "Could you slow down.
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Bill
#opussweeklychallenge There was a time, I used to look into my fathers eyes. He would hold my hand say " Bill, one day, you'll be the biggest actor of the age, in hundreds of films.
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My First Time
I can remember my first time. It was over in a flash. It was something so amazing. For very little cash. I unwrapped her slowly. As I was licking with my tongue. I was only 14 years old.
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The Last Grip
Going through photographs My heart tears apart So pure and precious Skin so soft As the effect is printed of a young heart Baby toes , little feet Smiles beam, no 1st tooth yet to see Sitting alone...
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A Simple Pleasure Remembered
I stick my hand in the incredibly cold crushed ice and water in the old Coke box in my Grandfathers tiny grocery store.
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Small Hand
It was a little before 9o'clock the sun was setting and I was lost. So got out of my car and and read the sigh "the white house". I got back in my car then drove along the track. Then I saw it.
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