I've swam in Time's wide ocean since forever
My hands have paddled in its ebbs and flows
I think they've spent too long in this endeavour
They've gone wrinkly and it's spreading as it goes.
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- HARMONIES
- THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH
- DOMINOS, SNOW AND ICE
- DRIFTING
- BLACK FRIDAY
- SCHOOL RUN - 25/11/21 - AM
- WEATHERING TALK
- SHIFTY
- SCHOOL RUN - 24/11/21 - AM
- SILENT STARES
- TEA AND THE NOW
- SCHOOL RUN - 23/11/21 - AM
- CARE TO DANCE?
- LINES OF LIFE
- STOLEN, SILENT WORDS
- BONKERS OR SCROOGE?
- STUBBLED TIMES
- BOOSTED
- SCHOOL RUN - 19/11/21 - AM
- SCHOOL RUN - 18/11/21 - AM
- THE HOUR OF INFINITE CHOICE
- SCHOOL RUN - 17/11/21 - AM
- A STRANGELY BRITISH APOLOGY
- MY OLD STRING VEST - A THREAD
- SCHOOL RUN - 16/11/21 - AM
- ALL EARS
- NEWSREEL MEMORIES
- EVOLVING EYEBROWS
- HEATHEN LANDS
- THE RECONNAISSANCE OF AUTUMN
- TIME'S BEDSIT
- GLIDING ON GOSSAMER
- BLUEPRINTS
- SCHOOL RUN - 10/11/21 - AM
- WONDERING SMALL
- CURLING AIR
- PATHWAY OF POSSIBILITIES
- WHY A CLOCK NEEDS TICKS AND TOCKS
- LEGENDS
- JURASSIC DARK
- DANGEROUS YAWN
- PAST THE MUSICAL CHAIRS
- SCHOOL RUN 5/11/21 - AM
- PIPE SMOKE
- WHERE IS NOW?
- NO REGRETS
- THE BORDERS OF SLEEP
- SILENCE
- SCHOOL RUN - 2/11/21 - AM
- CONDENSED MEMORY
- HOW CHANGE COMES
- SORE LOSER
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About Me
- Kidcobbler
- Spent nine months dreaming on my back. Opened up new horizons, if only horizontal. Woke up disabled, with a Blue Badge and bed hair. Walk with a limp and a stick. Cue the double entendré and the stick. Saving money on shoes. Spending it on thoughts. Overdrawn at the creative bank. Loan facility disabled. The irony! Stronger through weakness. Weaker through slogans. New journeys to be taken. Pop along. I'm off my back. I'm back.
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