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So deep in every man
A Poem by
Blackwood
there are no words escaping from mouth and mind, to find the pen and page mute and dumb to the dream of my breath nywill escaping me finding the ..
Every thirty seconds, beyond
A Poem by
Blackwood
Every thirty seconds or so I look up At that eternal placid expanse somehow here and to the furthest forever So like death provocative never..
Enigma
A Poem by
Blackwood
Sitting and watching you Sip that cool spring drink and the glint of silver in the soft light I couldn’t help but notice how you smelled of ..
Wishing the Past Away
A Poem by
Blackwood
So hollow this body, I'd like to think Butthe truthis its so full with s**t Rage and hate Putrifying and no shadowrunsfar enough to hide th..
Mary
A Poem by
Blackwood
Pleased as punch Eating her lunch She munch munch munches away Sitting at the table reading condament label Her iPod on replay Sticking to the..
You had to be there
A Poem by
Blackwood
In the Single Lines 3 stretching the stage They spin flip and tap and stomp to that smooth rhythm Swing That cool jive 40’s tunes That..
2yrs Past November
A Poem by
Blackwood
Life pinched from slivers, that linger like stuborn echoes in the moments of my lucidity. stupified in the drizzel of the placid eve, each step b..
Out Of Breath
A Story by
Blackwood
This is a revised short Story I wrote years ago, its siply been polished and refreshed. Plot, progression and tone remains pretty much the same with s..
Twenty minuets
A Poem by
Blackwood
Here is another one of the poems i wrotee durring my gaps in login and posting in the last two or so months
A Good Thing
A Poem by
Blackwood
my a*s sinking into the worn suede cushion legs curlled to my side lamplight bring my skin to gleam with repose If I could behold my eyes so full..
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