The Land of Grimney - The Illustrated Adventures of Cora Pearl, aged 12

In writing these lines
Two thousand times
I discovered a gift
That I can talk direct to you
I write of life
things I have seen
Talking from my heart to yours
It’s quite hard for me to write
I don’t have a huge vocabulary
Not much English or maths.
A guy who’s had it bad
Which I am writing about
Stories from inside
I’ve been writing years
I still feel the tears
It’s been so long
But now I feel strong
so there you go
read on

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Thanks

Rgds

Paul

Will glady read on.

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Witch

Welcome. I look forward to reading your work.

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Love all, forgive all, show mercy, condemn no-one.
May the King's peace be upon your body, mind, soul and spirit.
May love and joy be ever with you.

http://www.waycyber.com

You write 'em, we'll read 'em! Welcome

Nice Paulpdh, look forward to reading more. Welcome!

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Nydas
http://www.walkerbroad.co.uk
http://www.thesanitycompany.co.uk/

Looking forward to exchanging words with you, Paul. Welcome to Grimney!

Thanks for your kind words, and nice to meet you all

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Thanks

Rgds

Paul

MAC

The days you trained me
someone whom
could tame me?
A Scottish whiskey accent
I can still smell now
Breathing hot air
shouting loud.
Come with me boy
I will teach you how
The ways of a plumber
a trade if you allow.
Not a stock broker
or legal editor
but be proud.
Listen to me
or I become loud.
you will go far
once that silver
spoon is removed
from your arse.
If only back then
I would have taken in
the knowledge
how quick it passed.
but its youth
you know
that brings out this
Attitude.
nowadays I am
the teacher
and preacher
to new young men
the same attitude
reminds me
of someone I knew
in the back on my mind.
rebellion
to mellowing
nice to look
at how I was

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Thanks

Rgds

Paul

Warrior

A Craft born long ago
Dreams of waves
Relaxing feelings
Everything in its place.
Every echo felt
She shall have a title
like no other
Warrior will be her name.

A Craft born long ago
Washes over the waves
Taking us to unspoilt Caves
Copper mines, private beaches
Warrior will be her name

A craft born long ago
Laughing, joking along the way
Serious talk late at night
Shallow water’s she wont like
Warrior will be her name

A craft born long ago
days go slow
Mooring her up
Dreams coming true
Peace and quiet
this is our life
Warrior will be her name

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Thanks

Rgds

Paul

Amour bay

Welcome to Amour bay
A place to play
A cove cut into the land
by a gentle wave.

Parrots flying around
from tree to tree
Squawking sounds.

around the bay
the tide is out
jellyfish stranded
not so majestic
stuck on the land.

Islanders fish
Catching all they can
Walking out to waves
Mind drifting away.

Looking at what
the sea has forgotten
And left to die
water draining
leaving death
to play

Thoughts of the bay
never far away
My family and I like
Amour Bay

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Thanks

Rgds

Paul