Tag Archives: Poetry Noir

Smiling People

No promise was broken but time went astray as we watched, watched the people the smiling people go on their way; No time was broken but promise went astray as things we’d hoped for hoped for so long turned another … Continue reading

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The Stranger, one last time.

There he sat, in the place where he sat the last time that we spoke all those years ago; And there he sat as if he’d never left and the years hadn’t passed us by; ” I’m still waiting for … Continue reading

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Daily Routine ( A short story )

Daily Routine Louis Kasatkin The first thing I noticed about him was that he always favoured the bench nearest the ornate water fountain, the one at the furthest point of the park’s circumference. And there he sat, every day as far … Continue reading

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My Sweetheart ( A Valentine’s Noir Short Story )

  “My sweetheart!”..that random thought arced across the empty horizon of his mind illuminating its darkest corners like the flashbulb of a papparazzi camera. He saw you there, there in the magazine, there on stage. there on the screen.Pristine,immaculate ; … Continue reading

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Of Games & Candles

Time is etched like memories on the membrane some call fate and others chance; none there are now to gainsay the swinging pendulum that swung so far yet never returned at the unstruck hour on the unremarkable day that slipped … Continue reading

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Heckler & Koch

        It’s gonna be a Heckler & Koch morning, but i don’t know that yet as I get up at 4.30 a.m. to use the toilet; The hall light’s on and I notice the front door’s open, … Continue reading

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Writer in Exile

Dexter Stevenson lime green ascot and redundant cigarette holder, never shook Hemingway’s hand; never came to write the great American novel, never realised the fecund potential of his literary dreams, instead he was anthologised in limited circulation magazines from Baffin … Continue reading

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