I found myself in Beccles Public Hall once (possibly as long ago as 2 years) for a Soul night talking to a pair of paramedics. One was French, he took a piece of paper and twisted it once making an optical illusion joining the two ends and talked about the double helix.
What…
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OK. So here we go again…I am going to wing this post, pardon the pun.
Swan and lurking do not go together. I chose that title for impact. Was it to get you to read this far. You might stop reading now.
I am currently planning 5 books. One is a quadrilogy…
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She wears her hair one way,
The words are spake and one is to say,
She has love in her heart,
Then her hair is another way,
And you wonder how it changed,
Her hands weave her doo,
The poet watches to,
See how it shall be next,
There is no reason to be vexed,
When the lady with the look of love,
Has…
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