They would canoodle and swoodleand oodle and boodleand cajole and rumbleand fall They’d get up and they’d playand dance every which wayand entice everyoneeach one and all They would no doubt complainwhen they’d suffer some painand bruises and oozesand which But they’d always get wellcos they’re mother would tell -it’ll heal on its ownwith no […]
Category: Creative writing
The Mostest
Winter – Soon it will be coming Chilly days will be a-strumming And our cold will be in more than just the nose So we better make the mostest Of the time we have to boastest And the sun it will delight before it goes We can take our kite to travel Let […]
The Party
Holly and Polly and Molly were jolly They were going to a party to play But Molly told Polly that Holly had told her The party was on the wrong day But it’s tomorrow; said Polly to Molly when Holly Had told them the party’s today. Holly’s dressed for the party; said […]
The Wind
The Wind was taking a break today Unlike the gust it blew in when it came out to playBut that was then – a long time away – Today it lay quiet with nothing to say What’s up; I asked – the Wind didn’t replyI pushed and I prodded, I tried and I triedBut the […]
Of character a face can tell
The camera shot me as I am And not as I had been – Was like the grass in time of drought Before rain turned it green. The bird appeared to be my friend Before he fell on me The ocean was azure blue – Dirt floated to the sea. As I recounted photos, past, […]
the bird with a whisper
You are the bird with a whisperthat flaps before speaking The yellow blossoms of wattlethat grow in the Spring The hibiscus in summerthat blooms, unexpected and the hours of shadethat help to protect it and when I see colourI think only of you ‘cos you are the rainbowafter the rain the white cloud with sunshine […]
Naomi
Deepened feelings saddened faces lost success in lonely places a winner’s mood in far off spaces humility and youthful graces it is her time achievement fated from childhood for this she’s waited emotion lost emotion found fifteen thousand in the round a trophy – heavy – hard to carry ergo will do well to tarry […]
Brexit…
I was publishing another poem when I thought I may have neglected those who like to hear and read prose from time to time. As I sit here Down Under, on Australia Day, my thoughts go to Theresa May, who may think she hasn’t a friend in the world.
Our own fascination
Whilst standing on the promenade a pod of toothed whales is seen on the beach – elsewhere a dam is giving birth to a foal the mortal mind within man shouts aloud from the pier preying to Him for an eternal soul the croc feeds on cattle the hippo capsizes a boat – there’s surprise […]
faces
the expressionless face hides behind the door – her elbows and knees fall below to the floor the expressionate face the centre of now – his body and soul climbing high from the bough the facade takes the place of the expressionless face and picks herself up by the door from the floor the centre […]
sensualism 