The Crows Are Singing
...Now it is dark January and the crows are singing.
A river runs through my heart,
where thoughts drown too soon.
My mind plucks old green hats,
out of the frosted air.
the hats belong to dead l...
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Categories:
stickmen, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Flash Memory Therapy
...Grab a blank sketch book and call it your own
Create your personal memory album
It’s fun, creative, therapeutic, and shareable
Your eyes will light up each time you share memories
Your heart wi...
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Categories:
stickmen, appreciation, creation, inspiration, introspection,
Form: Free verse
A Midcentury Memory
...I can still feel my finger slide across the chilled glass panes of our kitchen window.
The simmering warmth of my grandmother’s stew against the freeze of a cold winter’s morning, gave birth to a fu...
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Categories:
stickmen, childhood, memory, morning, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Goldilocks Vs Wilde Woolf
...Watch the rodents and regulars
Sifting through the spiritless so-so
Of their sake.
Rushing for a room
In the established B&B,
Avocados and aperitifs
Swelling their bellies and slowing their mi...
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Categories:
stickmen, art, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Once I Had a Small Boy
...Once I had a small boy...
skinned knees- a crooked grin,
begging quarters to ride the pink horse.
His nose pressed against candy case glass
tracing stickmen in breath's steam
until the mercantil...
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Categories:
stickmen, betrayal, depression, grief, jealousy,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Rainbow Crayons and White Pages
...The children were asked to paint
What they remember of summerbreak
In other parts of the world
They would have painted beaches, bicycles
And smiling stickmen in front of ice cream parlours
Bu...
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Categories:
stickmen, sad, war,
Form: Free verse
The House On Sycamore Hill
...The old haunted house upon sycamore hill,
Is the scariest place with ghosts for real.
You can hear their screams and crying out,
You’re welcome to look if you’ve got a doubt.
No one can las...
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Categories:
stickmen, holiday, imagination, places, seasons,
Form: Narrative