and I am already anxious about visiting my mother in the care home. Remember Me Her eyes are still the same; Time has drawn a few more lines And they take longer to light up With recognition. Oh to go back in time, When she called me by my name, Hugged me close and kissed […]
Category: Journal
My daily journal: comments, thoughts and poetry on daily events.
Mixed Metaphors
I always feel quite impudent and a touch arrogant when offering tips to anyone. However, when it comes to writing I don’t have to be me. A character, narrator or voice can be my cloak of invisibility – it wasn’t me – I didn’t do it! So, Without further ado, Here are my tips for […]
Outside
Outside in the playground With the popular girls Looking for acceptance That wasn’t what you found Only affectations Conformity and submission To the tyranny of fashion Empty-headed smilers and pleasers Pretenders and teasers You searched for honesty Found only lies No friendship or sisterhood No forever ties So you hooked up with the boys Learning […]
Impending Storm
Impending Storm Above the bell tower Rain clouds glower A demonic layer A collision of air Charged with electricity A heavenly complicity In an October sky Backdrop to solitude And reverent quietude A crowd of mottled stones Marking ancient bones An open door to welcome Anyone who comes Seeking sanctuary from the storm
The Smell of Autumn
How does one describe The smell of mulch Soil and undergrowth The stinging scent of nettles The essence of falling leaves? Earthy Ripe and mellow Orange and yellow Abundant Pungent Autumnal
A friendly request
As it is coming up to Halloween, I thought I would share a children’s story I wrote some time ago which has been published in an anthology of stories, but I have never been able to find an illustrator for it. It is a Halloween story for young children, which I am posting in the […]
When I was a child I was fascinated by seaside talent and beauty contests
Seaside Beauties It’s a cold, wet July day. Deckchairs are lined up At the end of the pier. From behind their umbrellas And transparent plastic macs, Holidaymakers stare At a bevy of beauties in bathing suits With carefully coiffured hair, Counting goosebumps On mottled arms and legs. The resident comic and compère Steps up to […]
I saw this when I went for a walk to the local church this week
Alice’s Grave A rusted cross of curlicues Among lichen-covered stones: I know your final resting place, The housing of your bones, Your name, Alice. I know the date when you were born And when you died – no trace Of husband or children left to mourn. Who were you, Alice? Who did you love and […]
Trees are Aflame
Ignited by autumn Trees burst into flame; Leaves turn shades of ochre, Rose, russet and copper. Through the early morning Greyness of fog and mist Trees and shrubs are burning, As if they have been kissed By the rising sun.
The Point of Punctuation (or Blame it on the Christians)
in ancient greece eloquent persuasive speech trounced written language words were written in a continuous stream to perfect rhetoric to recite in public written words had to be to read over and over again until aristophanes had a dream of annotating and relieving the unbroken stream with dots of ink to mark each pause and […]
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