If you're a writer one thing you ought to do is join as many writer's groups as you have the time for. Mostly they meet once a month, so if you fit three or four into your busy schedule then it might be helpful in so many different ways. For a start, they are all … Continue reading Writing groups
‘No vacancy’, her sign said As I strolled by a second time ‘Why?’ I wondered. Was her mind closed to adventure? Or just closed? I’d seen her in happier times When her and I were one ‘I love you’, her lips said I smiled, looked into her eyes And held her hand. Happier times than … Continue reading No vacancy
She tells a joke – I laugh aloud She shouts obscenely – I agree She wanders over to The other side – I laugh, aloud, At me Caught in life’s maze – A puzzle solved Caught in the rip Within the sea I raise my hand For help to come Life yet lived – My … Continue reading She
Fallen from the table Devoured in an instant Opportune, she lives for here and now Like smile on an infant Found amongst the grass Eaten – pure instinct The lips, the sense of smell inspect What to us is non-existent She lives her life from down below We live ours from up above … Continue reading Best friend
Held together – elasticity Frail – loosens – breaks Durable – invested care Broken – stumbles – shakes Outer wall - extremity Injured - punctured - hit Inner sanctum standing tall Candle - burning - lit Hand once soft and supple Hand becomes forlorn Self – trickster – knowledge – bow Simple conjures … Continue reading Conjunctivitis
The river rows the oarsman Like the mountain moves the climb The sunrise heats the day Like the lectern stands and cries; I stand before you all, beholden To convey, what promised, I doth say Deliverance be sent ahead of time And the sunshine rules the waves The lake lends its ears to … Continue reading The clarion call
He walked the hall of darkness Toward where the light had shone But the headlamp of the coming train – Was on He strolled with tunnel vision His eyes deceived by rain It was only a short shower – Umbrella’s sweet refrain He dawdled down the road less travelled He heard thunder – … Continue reading The hall of darkness
Her feet didn’t touch the ground Hard when in the air Dummy was her parents’ new best friend Brought silence, to be shared Bart Simpson kept her company Twisties fell to floor She smiled as she turned her head Inquisition knocked on door Movement, ever, oh so fast Tablet entertaining Attentive of the … Continue reading Bart Simpson and the little girl
A lie is a mistruth Told purposefully. A truth is an admission Of a lie. A penny for your thoughts - I'd pay a pound For the politician's mic on hustings To lose sound. For distortion's an illusion That misrepresents - Extravagantly foolish - People vent Their anger - Meet Frustration - … Continue reading The eyes have it!
