What have you to say for yourself, sir?
'Twas not I,
For I had seen him
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beautifully written as to how the man belies himself at times at the altar of truth even if the rythm innate surges within to confess where the travesty of truth is blazed up, really excellent
OK Dee.....I have to confess it may have been I......excelent write
Brilliantly written, Dee, superb. Sadly, all too true. Love, Fran xx
Sounds a bit like 'shake-spear' a bit? ? ? , but ya I don't drink never have but some people I could also kill? ? ? maybe! nice dave xxx
Well done, Daffy D! The depth of understanding behind what you have written is painful to see...cause I know you've seen this in real life.
A who dunnit with a powerful metaphor, Beware the curses of alcohol A very well written poem Dee, Thankyou Love Duncan X
A miniature drama. Put together with great skill. No words wasted. And two defendants in the dock at the end of the day. The drink and the drinker. Good writing as ever Dee. xx jim