With her sky-blue hands, and her sea-green hair.
The Dong with a luminous Nose by Edward Lear When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, …
The Dong with a luminous Nose by Edward Lear When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, …
Where we have been and shall be yet again some day. Enter a Cloud – W. S. Graham Gently disintegrate …
My fellow loon Jess pointed me in the way of a blogger who’s writing she thought I might enjoy. She …
Back Bedroom Baroque by Liam Wilkinson This is not a recording, circa 1998 of the Cologne Chamber Orchestra conducted by …
Untitled Poem Hear the words I sing, War’s a horrid thing, So I sing sing sing…ding-a-ling-a-ling. The German Guns Boom, …
Courtesy of ‘Fool’s Blog‘
The re-blog option is not working at present, so I have copied and pasted the below which I very much …
By Christina Rossetti. The following has gained a place upon the Cloud foremost for its name, which is one of the …
Chorus by Christopher Reid O! for a Muse of fire that would ascend beyond the spot where a bearded actor …
Goodnight Terry, you were, and are the best of men. Thank you, X
Whilst your usual service is to be resumed, it may be somewhat more infrequent (for a short while one hopes). …
“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish …
Cloud by Sandra Cisneros Before you became a cloud, you were an ocean, roiled and murmuring like a mouth. You …
A blogger I have followed for some time now, Robin Ince – who writes some superb sharp and witty satirical posts – …
The Beast in the Space (1970) by W.S. Graham Shut up. Shut up. There’s nobody here. If you think you …
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