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  CHILDHOOD'S PLAYMATE

  My friend was Steven and he did magic

  He could heal skinned knees, make me smile

  Be a crocodile, or a roaring tiger

  Do anything I asked, be my playmate.

  When mum came he went away

  Sometimes for a little while, sometimes longer

  Not far, just out of sight.

  But when I called, he would always come.

  - a true friend from childhood -

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  NEW STONE

  How was it that I found you?

  Walking the empty beach,

  the smell of youth fresh on the wind.

  The sound of rock'n'roll crushing the sand.

  And there you were,

  alone and shining,

  cradled in fine grains, glinting and winking.

  Fascinated, I picked you up

  and felt your freshness run through me,

  as the vein of red ran through you.

  Having held you so, I could no longer let you go,

  felt repugnance at leaving you behind.

  But after so many years, such sharing,

  I've moved on; outgrown our oneness,

  ready to turn over new stones,

  while you lay discarded at the back of my drawer.

  - growing apart -

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  SILENCE

  The mewl of the seagull

  and cawl, cawl of the crow.

  The bleat of the lamb

  and growl of the passing car.

  The shifting stones of the shore

  and the undulating yap of the dog.

  The howl of the wind

  and the rattle of the branches.

  The sounds of silence.

  - country living -

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  SEX - WHAT SEX?

  Someone once told me that men,

  as opposed to women, bless them

  Nice tits

  Think about sex every few minutes.

  What a load of rubbish!

  Wow, look at her

  Men, as opposed to women, bless them,

  are logical, not emotional.

  Great legs

  So it goes without saying,

  but I'll say it anyway

  Don't stop - jiggle, jiggle

  That this is a right old load of poppycock.

  I mean, come on guys, be truthful now.

  Is sex really so important

  or wouldn't you rather have a pint?

  God, look at the bum on that!

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  About the Author

  Peter Barns live in the Highlands of Scotland.

  Retired, he now spends his time writing

  and refurbishing houses.

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  Hobart at Home

  Tales From The Cottage

  Love Is

  Hole

  Tears

  Burnt Toast

  Cautionary Tales

  Peter's Twittclass

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