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Broken Words: Pelicans Don’T Live for Ever!
Broken Words: Pelicans Don’T Live for Ever!
Broken Words: Pelicans Don’T Live for Ever!
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Broken Words: Pelicans Don’T Live for Ever!

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This is about Love, falling in love, being in love, being abandoned by love. Perhaps there are parts of this journey with which you can or will identify. This book is raw, full of moments, photographs of those moments in words. Inside my head I am still that 17 year boy consumed by immature teenage angst and confusion, the certainty of uncertainty. It will, for me, probably always be the same. If you are young, if you are old, come and visit the joys and tribulations of love but most of all of Katrina and me my bittersweet journey with her.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherXlibris UK
Release dateJun 20, 2014
ISBN9781493194148
Broken Words: Pelicans Don’T Live for Ever!
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Brian Gorman

Brian was born in Nairn, a small town in the North East of Scotland. Life thereafter became something of a nomadic adventure living in various parts of Scotland, Singapore and England. He finally settled in Aberdeen at the age of 11 where he continues to live. Brian married, divorced and has a wonderful son and Godson. Due to his travels, Brian attended 15 schools, nowhere is home. Brian tells us that he continues to try his best in life, in his own peculiar way, searching for his dolphin and freedom.

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    Broken Words - Brian Gorman

    Copyright © 2014 by Brian Gorman. 612414

    Library of Congress Control Number:   2014907180

    ISBN:   Softcover     978-1-4931-9413-1

                 Hardcover   978-1-4931-9415-5

                 EBook         978-1-4931-9414-8

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

    Rev. date: 07/09/2014

    Xlibris LLC

    0800-056-3182

    www.xlibrispublishing.co.uk

    CONTENTS

    Introduction

    About Me

    HUMBLY BUMBLY

    Our day

    The Child

    Me and My Dad

    Story

    I WORRY

    Skin Thin

    CHORUS

    My Brother

    This is not good

    A Dragons Tale

    I Am

    No More

    Judgement

    Circle of the Year

    Untitled

    The leaving of some other place

    A Prayer for You

    The Russian Doll

    How many Times

    Welcome

    Victory Calls

    Speaking Chinese

    Halloweeeeen!!!

    Comfort

    Winter Sun

    Humbled

    Italian Restaurant

    No Limits

    Just Me

    The Ferryman

    Today and Yesterday

    Heroin

    Prince of Wales

    Betrayal

    Autumn

    Ode to Mr Cohen

    My Madonna

    The Shadow of You

    Confused Air

    Count!

    In Line

    A Star Around Me

    Diamonds

    One Bag

    My Pet Moth George

    Peace and Silence

    The Cats Tale

    I Doff my Cap

    Zombie

    Butterfly. (1)

    Mercy

    Blue Iris

    My Room

    Why?

    Caw, Caw, Laughing

    Exorcism

    Paper Trail

    Katrina

    Larry

    Butterfly (#2)

    The Old Fire Station

    I am

    Turning

    Dolphins Farewell

    Midnight

    A Truth (1)

    Limousine

    Sunflowers

    Suicide by Default

    Walking

    Sirens Song

    Coffee and Cigarettes

    Banquet for One

    Asleep

    Lyndsey

    Words

    Write Me

    She Said

    We Met

    Touch

    Robins

    Awesome!

    Steal from Me

    Unfulfilled

    What of You and Heroin

    Me and Alcohol

    Clay

    Blue Skies

    Closure

    The Movies

    Web

    Redemption

    Tried, I Failed, Even though

    My Mother.

    Hermit crab.

    STANDING

    See Me.

    Graduation Day!!!

    Broken Words

    This Year

    St. Machar Cathedral

    Alone, (#2)

    It Seemed

    My Mum

    My mate Mick!

    ’Take Care’

    A Final Truth

    Endings

    How Many?

    Tribute to demise

    The Rose

    On the bus

    The Words.

    Goodbye

    ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

    Front cover

    Auguste Rodin: ‘Burghers of Calais.’ (1889).

    Victoria Tower Gardens, London, UK, recast (1908).

    Original photograph, the author,

    adapted by Jonathon Shearer, artist.

    ‘Tribute to Demise’

    Stevie Smith: ‘Not waving but Drowning.’ (1957)

    Victoria Lucas (Sylvia Plath), ‘The Bell Jar.’ (1963)

    ‘My Madonna’

    Jean Dominque Bauby,

    ‘The Diving Bell and the Butterfly.’ (1997).

    Thanks to my sister Theresa for all of her help and support in putting this work together,

    I could not have done this without her help.

    INTRODUCTION

    This, a gathering of words with some meaning, depending on how you choose to read the words that follow. They are meant to be simple, no secrets, no hidden meanings, only raw words. Your approval is always welcome, though this is a work of the heart and not the intellect. Most have been written over recent months, some are relics from days past, retrieved from scraps of pages that have slept in dust.

    These are words from moments of days and nights, of being in and out of Love, unfortunately mostly out. Words, I hope, that reveal the emotions that Love can bring or leave behind for those of us who have Loved then lost that person who was so precious. Sadness, loss, anger, bitterness, longing, yearning, guilt and joy. All of those emotions are in here, I think, each one a passing moment of my night, my day. Bitterness better out than in perhaps, nevertheless the intention is not

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