Life is so brittle
So precious,
But so easy to shatter,
Snuffed out in an instant
As if it doesn’t matter,
A gunman,
A bomb,
One blink,
Life’s gone.
Diane Scantlebury
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- Used To Be - Lyndon Queripel
- Conversation Overheard - Diane Scantlebury
- The Fairy Ring - Andrew Barham
- People - Trudie Shannon
- Daydreams - Bryony de Lat
- The Wind's Words - Tony Gardner
- She didn't care - Bryant Doyle
- Taken - Ian Duquemin
- What Is? - Martyn Legg
- Shooting In The Dark - Lyndon Queripel
- The Riddler - Tony Bradley
- Gone - Diane Scantlebury
- Loyalty - Chris Hudson
- Lament - Richard Fleming
- Another Day - Trudie Shannon
- Paris Be Strong - Ian Duquemin
- Hear for keeps - Bryant Doyle
- The Robins of Cardiff - Kathy Figueroa
- Dogs Enjoying Budloe Night - Tony Gardner
- The Poppy - Ian Duquemin
- Safe - Diane Scantlebury
- Just A Thought Away - Lyndon Queripel
- How Peculiar - Julian Clarke
- The Gynaecologist - Tony Bradley
- Paper Plane - Oscar Milde
- Remember, Remember… - Traditional
- The Demon and the Angel - Ian Duquemin
- Silver Surfing? - Jenny Hamon
- Flotsam - Diane Scantlebury
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