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Coffee and Caramels: June 2009
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The occasionally coherent ramblings of a coffee-mad barrister. Thursday, June 11, 2009. When the Ears Begin to Whisper. Who listens when the ear begins to whisper. Who hears what the ear has to say. Who knows what the ear has to tell him. If all the ear has told him is lies all day. Who can gaze into the eyes and see what they are speaking. Or touch the fingers and learn what they are seeking. Where then do the shoulders lean. Or who will carry the weary feet. Who massages the weary hands.
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Coffee and Caramels: Addiction
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The occasionally coherent ramblings of a coffee-mad barrister. Wednesday, July 16, 2014. The rain patters blandly outside my window. The blank page stares back at me dolefully. Distant thunder as the 1 Train rumbles by. Sounds like the downtown. I really ought to close the window in the kitchen. I really ought to finish this stupid chapter. Actually, I really ought to eat. It's nearly midnight. And I haven't eaten since lunch. Even lunch I forced down over the complaints of my empty, twisted stomach.
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Coffee and Caramels: Three, Two, One.
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The occasionally coherent ramblings of a coffee-mad barrister. Friday, June 14, 2013. Three, Two, One. I want to scream, I want to shout, I want to run away. I want to write but it’s been so long since I’ve written anything that the words aren’t coming out, the sentences aren’t forming. There is no rhyme, no rhythm, no … heart. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Three, Two, One. View my complete profile.
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Coffee and Caramels: Tonight
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The occasionally coherent ramblings of a coffee-mad barrister. Saturday, September 26, 2009. I see a sea of faces, people spaces, places where souls should dwell and. Waiting for a spark to spark the light to light the night tonight. Yet alone a lonely longing look lingers as lyrics lisp low through. The length of a person's. Soul, singing, singeing, stringing things along,. Singing slowly its soulful solo song. The heart beats beat to the mournful melody of memories meant to be. View my complete profile.
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Coffee and Caramels: June 2013
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The occasionally coherent ramblings of a coffee-mad barrister. Friday, June 14, 2013. Three, Two, One. I want to scream, I want to shout, I want to run away. I want to write but it’s been so long since I’ve written anything that the words aren’t coming out, the sentences aren’t forming. There is no rhyme, no rhythm, no … heart. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Three, Two, One. View my complete profile.
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Coffee and Caramels: July 2014
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The occasionally coherent ramblings of a coffee-mad barrister. Wednesday, July 16, 2014. The rain patters blandly outside my window. The blank page stares back at me dolefully. Distant thunder as the 1 Train rumbles by. Sounds like the downtown. I really ought to close the window in the kitchen. I really ought to finish this stupid chapter. Actually, I really ought to eat. It's nearly midnight. And I haven't eaten since lunch. Even lunch I forced down over the complaints of my empty, twisted stomach.
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Coffee and Caramels: When the Ears Begin to Whisper
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The occasionally coherent ramblings of a coffee-mad barrister. Thursday, June 11, 2009. When the Ears Begin to Whisper. Who listens when the ear begins to whisper. Who hears what the ear has to say. Who knows what the ear has to tell him. If all the ear has told him is lies all day. Who can gaze into the eyes and see what they are speaking. Or touch the fingers and learn what they are seeking. Where then do the shoulders lean. Or who will carry the weary feet. Who massages the weary hands. Interesting wo...
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Coffee and Caramels: September 2009
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The occasionally coherent ramblings of a coffee-mad barrister. Saturday, September 26, 2009. I see a sea of faces, people spaces, places where souls should dwell and. Waiting for a spark to spark the light to light the night tonight. Yet alone a lonely longing look lingers as lyrics lisp low through. The length of a person's. Soul, singing, singeing, stringing things along,. Singing slowly its soulful solo song. The heart beats beat to the mournful melody of memories meant to be. View my complete profile.
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