I’ve drifted into another world
A place where many happy moments are spent,
A secret place, hidden within my head
Where balloons and bubble thoughts invent,
An inner sanctum where I can dream,
Word concoctions brew
And new imaginings scheme.
Diane Scantlebury
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December
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- Yuletide Blues - Diane Scantlebury
- You Call This A Golden Handshake! - Lester Queripel
- Obituary - Lyndon Queripel
- Gull - Tony Bradley
- Sonnet For Newtown - Andrew Barham
- December 26th - Trudie Shannon
- Do You Believe? - Ian Duquemin
- I Believe in Santa - Donald Keyman
- Song Of The Christmas Turkey - Richard Fleming
- Festive Birds - Tony Gardner
- December 21 - Stephen A. Roberts
- Altogether, not a bad trip - Tony Bradley
- Ship In The Sky - Lyndon Queripel
- Port Soif revisited, on a calm day - Bryony de Lat
- Grizzlies In Town - Andrew Barham
- The Human Sickness - Ian Duquemin
- Men In Ice - Richard Fleming
- Pink Sky - Kathy Figueroa
- Syrian Carol - Diane Scantlebury
- Closure - Tony Bradley
- A Time Of The Signs - Lyndon Queripel
- Late Night Shopping - Donald Keyman
- Cave Paintings - Stephen A. Roberts
- Where Man Had Been - Ian Duquemin
- Memories - Trudie Shannon
- Another World - Diane Scantlebury
- The Butterfly - Liz Woodington
- Georgia - Bryant Doyle
- It's Winter - Kathy Figueroa
- Am I in Rochester? - Tony Bradley
- Autumn (Nature's Artist) - Ian Duquemin
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