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Playwright Darren Brealey is the author of several plays, short film scripts, monologues and short stories. His book, Performing The Goat, A Collection Of One-Act Plays, was published in June 2006 and is available from your local bookshop and Amazon online

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Disillusionment: 1 of 29
Is that you I hear calling out my name,The same one with a cuddle for me?Are you the one that would hold me at night,The same one who told me stories when I was three?I think I recall the fun times we once had,Like when we danced for what seemed hours.Are you the one who told me those jokes,Did we play games with cards and ma... More..
Celebrations & Holidays > Engagements & Proposals Perfect places for a wedding proposal: 1 of 4
The orange glow of the setting summer sun warms the sky as sea birds fly gracefully in the distance. You and your beloved hold hands as you casually stroll along the shore, the ocean gently lapping at your toes. A slight summer breeze fills the air with the sweet smell of the native bushes lining the foreshore and as you gent... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Wild fires in Australia 2009: 1 of 3
Monday 23 Feb 2009, from the Woodend train station, I drove towards my hometown, engulfed by a wall of red and black smoke. My body sweated (screaming) turn around, go the other way. The roads were full, cars snaked towards Trentham, others heading in the opposite direction towards safety were filled with personal items; trai... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Agony: 24 of 57
Who am I in this place,What should I try to be?One thing I need to know,Will anyone dare love me?Confused I sit and stare afar,No closer do I find.An answer about myself,I try to look in my mind.I'm not happy with what I do,So I leave and start a new.But when I leave my home,I find I only love you.Nor happy now,Nor happy then... More..
Parenting & Pregnancy > Teen Challenges Self esteem issues in teenagers: 33 of 53
Teenager is a term I define as transition, from childhood innocence to pimples, greasy hair and hormones. During this transitional period reality of life rips away the sanctity of the apron strings they once clung to. Self esteem should be considered as a fragile orb breathing life into the teenager. Unfortunately, the teenag... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 838 of 1327
A passenger on the boat slowly drifting down stream,Beside me an old man, next to him his young Queen.On the other side sits a woman covered in dirty rags,Clutching to torn old yellow plastic shopping bags.The Captain at the helm steering straight on ahead,Not turning an eye to distract if nothing said.Slowly drifting onward ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suffering: 54 of 82
The dreams of untold stories,Thoughts that flicker like a camp fire.My conquest for all glory,Can only succeed my doing.All heros are fake,Only wanting through our eyes.Something we can not make,Telling ourselves they're better are lies.We search for innerpeace,Whilst destroying ourselves through hatred and abuse.Only a short... More..
Home & Garden > Home & Garden (Other) Raising chickens in your backyard: 16 of 23
Chickens are good people; they're friendly, funny and great company keeping them safe is paramount. The Girls, as I like to call them, bring so much to your home and garden, keeping you entertained for hours. The Girls also have a few natural predators. Before the Girls move in, build them a secure home. Good materials to use... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Dark stories: 544 of 662
The odour of sulphur was present if you breathed in slowly, very slowly, slow enough to make the little hairs in your nostrils quiver just a little. Whenever you burn a living creature such as a bug or a beetle, the odour of sulphur remains present.Even after the ambulance had gone, the police and the small crowd of onlookers... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 572 of 694
I can't explain my feelings,Today I felt real low.Yesterday was OK,Tomorrow maybe I'll know.One day I felt really happy,The sun shone for hours on end.Then five minutes later,The clouds came back again.Why do my emotions,Play havoic with me.Watch out, I fell happy,And depressed again, you'll see.Sometimes I feel so lonely,For... More..