| I quite like rain you see |


Opinion PieceThe canopy sags and sways like a hammock, cradling sunshine, welcoming rain, dark green and light green leaves for the shaping by power of hand, and by time just the same.Opinion Piece
Layers of men act like ghosts in a castle, towering, frail, and pale to boot. The croaking of frogs and the droning of insects only serves to outweigh their stale excuse.
Our entire perception seems totally skewed but is sometimes defined in a wonderful way. It's as if cause had straightened a shapely idea and informative stars hadn't ceased to persuade.
Galileo extended the limits


The BirthShe strokes her skin with sea-smoothed stone and waits for thought to follow.The Birth
The seaweed-scent clings to her hair in the heat. Ideas rush forward.
She dips her toes in a clear rock-pool, hears fancy gently whisper.
On each wave, rides an inkling birth, surfing the rise and fall, the froth.


Dwain the UmbrellaI have an umbrella named Dwain who helps keep me dry in the rain, but now it's not wet and Dwain seems upset that I'm coping without him again.Dwain the Umbrella


Midday RevelationsCars driving by, whisper and roar, with engines and tires, like waves on the seashore.Midday Revelations
Buttercups float on an ocean of green meadow and sun, shining yellow, then gold.
Grasses in seed, brush fingers, arms, hands, desperate and tingling like lovers.
We dance on our own and yet, in parallel with the voices of birds and the faces we've learned.
Silk

service stationthe rain made her smile as it drew rainbows in the petrol puddles on the forecourt.service station
she didn't care that her pumps were soaked with oil or the grit was harpooning her ankles; even the greasy spoon next door seemed fresh and inviting.
the grime on the windshields was playful to her, a block of marble to a sculptor, ready to bear her message to those who dared to make eye contact from their little tin boxes.
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Where/when did you see this Third Policeman play? I've heard a little about it, even have the soundtrack, but only read the book a while after it had stopped running. Oh the sadness.
And as for the Portishead, probably their second album, though I adore Dummy. Half Day Closing is just... gloriously gloomy. I only came into possetion of Third a week or so ago, so it's still growing on me.
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