starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
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clinestar
Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.
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Astronauts
Spacemen
Each in our own
Hermetically sealed bubble
We move
We roam
Texting
Emailing
iPad
iPhone
Constantly in contact
Permanently alone
©cih15, 22.08.15
The Hurdles of Online Dating
If I lower my standards any further, I'll trip over them
©cih15, 22.08.15
Ice Factor
Arctic chill lashes out
Rips through clothing
Makes her cough
She struggles onward
Fingers outstretched...
...turns the air conditioning off
©cih11, 25.02.11
King of the Castle
Shut out from what it is that you’re thinking
You're barricaded behind stone walls and set mind
I don’t know if it’s worth forcing my way in
To discover there’s nothing to find
©cih07, 08.08.07
Phlebotomy - a love song
Purple roses bloom
Each time your thorns stab and prick my arm
and still no crimson
to fill your vial
In making me well you cause me more harm
©14.06.15
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