Marie381Uk
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I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Almost Next To Be Murdered
Almost Next To Be Murdered He seemed ordinary. Harmless, even. The man in the flat upstairs smiled politely in the corridor, sometimes held the door for me. He never played music, never laughed, never had visitors. Just that low hum from his flat — a fridge, I thought, or maybe a fan. No one ever went inside. Not neighbours, not cleaners. No one.
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Fiction
Goodbye Cruel Summer Hello to the Dark
Goodbye Cruel Summer Hello to the Dark Summer should have been sweet. Long evenings outside, cool breezes drifting through open windows, the kind of light warmth that makes you want to stay out and never go in. Instead it came too hot, too heavy. After being in hospital I felt with the heat I could not breathe so 24/7 the air purifier was on and my Dyson fan. Heat waves rolled in one after another until the air felt like it was pressing down on me. Windows stayed shut, curtains drawn, fans rattling through the night with no relief. The streets looked abandoned, gardens dried out, and the laughter that should have filled the air never came.
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Fiction
Nothing is Ever Exactly as It Seems
Nothing is Ever Exactly as It Seems. The hillside looked like a painting. A soft sweep of green rolling down into the valley, cottages scattered below, smoke curling from chimneys though the day was warm. The sky carried no blemish, only the clear blue of a summer morning. I stood on the balcony of the house, the one that was supposed to feel like home. It was her house, not mine, and I was here because everyone said it was time I met her. The mother of the man I had chosen. The old dear, that was the name whispered with fondness, as if she were nothing more than lace curtains and tea cups.
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Fiction
