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Poem: A fragment | the BlueGlass library
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Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). In Arts and Literature. Asymp; 1 Comment. 8230;And all those seried self-destructive notes. Some dreamt and never written. Some written, never sent. Some sent and then retrieved. Some sent, but then received. And some, both meant and written,. Sent, and received. That failed in their simple task. Of communicating reason and intent. Larr; Previous post. Next post →. Thought on “Poem: A fragment”. April 22, 2015 at 7:23 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Poem: Fragile | the BlueGlass library
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Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). In Arts and Literature. Asymp; Leave a comment. My peace is quite as fragile. As a single flake of snow:. It can fall free through fathoms. Of time and space; unique, whole,. Beautiful and crystalline,. A silvery, glitt’ring thing. But only fly too fast, too high,. And it melts like ice when touched by fire. My pride is tall and stately. As a tower of ashes:. It seems a steely diadem,. Yet one stray malicious breeze,. And it crumbles into dust. Craig ...
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Three Slightly Upset Verses: (2) I Do Not Like You Half As Well | the BlueGlass library
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Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). Three Slightly Upset Verses: (2) I Do Not Like You Half As Well. In Arts and Literature. Asymp; Leave a comment. I do not like you half as well. As once I did. Our bond once bloomed. And blossomed in the summer sun. And under it we sang and run. And you stretched up and lifted me. And through and through we knew the score. And more and more we were entwined. Until the break, the gulf, the rift. And now the shifting sands have dropped. Next post →.
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Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). August 28, 2015. So, on Wednesday I drove cross-country to spend time with my grandfather. And to say goodbye. For Grandad W is dying. …. Continue reading →. July 6, 2015. I have been on a social media ‘radio silence’ for some time now. I have been off Twitter for around …. Continue reading →. May 6, 2015. FRAGILE My peace is quite as fragile As a single flake of snow: It can fall free through fathoms Of …. Continue reading →. April 12, 2015. This tim...
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Three Slightly Upset Verses: (1) The Misanthrope’s Lovecall | the BlueGlass library
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Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). Three Slightly Upset Verses: (1) The Misanthrope’s Lovecall. In Arts and Literature. Asymp; Leave a comment. Come away, come away to our nest made for two. Ringed with barbed wire and live wire and broken glass too. We’ll shut out the world, and sit warm by the fire. While I unleash the hounds on each blasted enquirer. We’ll be blissful, we two, and not mind the hard toil. That will go into shifting the rubble and soil. Larr; Previous post. Story Tell...
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Poem: Want | the BlueGlass library
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Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). In Arts and Literature. Asymp; 3 Comments. I don’t want to stay. I don’t want to leave. I don’t want my friends to recognise me. I don’t want to move. I don’t want to feel. I don’t want my friends and their friends and their friends to despise me. I don’t want to cook. I don’t want to clean. I don’t want to eat or to drink. I don’t want to sleep. I don’t want to dream. And I never again want to think. I want to be numb. I want to be calm. Enter your e...
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Gentleman 1 | the BlueGlass library
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Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). In Arts and Literature. Asymp; 3 Comments. 80 Days Around the World. Around the World with Willy Fog. Far from the Madding Crowd. This post is the first in a short series in which I look at what being A Gentleman means, to me at least, and examine myself against one particular set of standards. Willy Fog and companions… you had to be there. It made sense at the time. To an impressionable 5/6-year-old the imagery and the impact that Fog/Fogg represente...
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Three Slightly Upset Verses: (3) Glass Bricks | the BlueGlass library
https://blueglassboy.wordpress.com/2015/01/18/3-glass-bricks
Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). Three Slightly Upset Verses: (3) Glass Bricks. In Arts and Literature. Asymp; Leave a comment. Some days I’m living. And some days I’m just coping. The scream of the crowd. Fussing and flashing and showing how proud of their doings. They are, all their thoughts,. But still loudly concealing. And then loudly revealing. That should stay innermost. And you can’t see yourself think. For the posts of the host. And I can’t look away. I omit to scream. You a...
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Peaceful | the BlueGlass library
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Super cogito ergo sum (I over-think, therefore I am). Asymp; Leave a comment. So, on Wednesday I drove cross-country to spend time with my grandfather. And to say goodbye. For Grandad W is dying. Grandma and Grandad F on left; Granny and Grandad W on right. Grandad, Dad and I – Christchurch Harbour, 1982. What did I expect? What does one do in those circumstances? What can one do? 1994 – Uncle R, Great-Grandad, and Grandad W at G-G’s 95th birthday. If I had to think of a single word for how he looked, it...
