Monday, 26 October 2009

To kill with love

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Random Word: En EspaƱol

Looking at him swagger, she sensed what he’d be like in bed, a controlled slow burner that got the pot bubbling before going out – her kind of man. She liked one who knew that a cat purred when you stroke. As her mother like to say...para matar con amor.

Saturday, 24 October 2009

No man is handsome to a dad

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Random word: A Handsome Man
‘He's a darn touch too good looking if you get me drift.’ 
            ‘Meaning?’
            ‘What man - what real man - puts muck on his face...and...thinks about what to wear outside of weddings and funerals.’
            ‘Dad, Bill is sensitiv—’
            ‘Sensitive! He'll be in a dress next - he's got the hair already.’

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Friday, 23 October 2009

On meeting beautiful women


Random word:  A Beautiful Woman
 

A beautiful woman draws like a flame,
so you watch wondering who she will burn.
But cool heads lose when they dream of the sun.

So what, you may say - a day in the sun
when you flutter and fluff around the flame
is worth that hint of bliss before the burn.

For a moment you hope...pray that the burn
when it comes heralds the dawn of the sun
shining on the love you feel like a flame.

But flames burn so let loose dreams of your sun.

Thursday, 22 October 2009

Love isn't all we need…is it?

Senior_Mother_Son_Mass_2008_(70) Random word: Sad
Steve is so defensive. Whenever I ask "are you happy", he says something flippant. What's wrong with me worrying about him? Dad slipped way before I could ask. Kids, what do they know about neglect, I sleep with it every night. What's wrong in wanting to be someone's prize possession?

Wednesday, 21 October 2009

Love isn't all we need

Senior_Mother_Son_Mass_2008_(70) Random word: Happy
'Are you happy?' Steve answered quickly; he knew the consequences of being slow or honest. His mother pounced on any sadness as dancing with the Devil – a slide to moral corruption or worse. He knew it was love of a kind; his wasn’t a story of neglect but of possession.

Tuesday, 20 October 2009

The peril's of being a Home Counties witch

Random word: Round Midnight
Random Story Image ‘It were at the witching hour when the moon shines out the deeds of those too evil to be abed like good folk. And before you say, it were a call of nature that got me to the window.’ 
           ‘Why do you have to arrest mother? She’s only…confused.’

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Saturday, 17 October 2009

You talking to me?

Random word: Protection
'Do this and...well you'll see Roy again.'Random Story Image
'What you mean? He's back this evening. I were on the blower with him only this morning.'
'He's been...detained.'
'You butcher.'
'Keep your hair on mate; he won't be touched if you play straight.'
'You’ll have to kill me first.'
'Okay.'