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Category: Written word
Wild & Improbable Tales -Whispers In The Dark
Cocooned in sleepy warmth, they lay in midnight's silence, oblivious to the world. Blankets a tangle around entwined limbs; heads resting close on pillows; fingers unconsciously seeking skin, lost in wonderment, their whispered voices held the cadence of the lapping tide and the hush of a shooting star. What they spoke of did not matter: [...]
For The Joy Of It
For a long time I have been saying that I want to write. And for a long time, I haven't. There are all sorts of reasons for that but mainly I never had the time. Which actually means I never made the time. I never made the time because sitting down to write felt like [...]
Poems From The Library
Today is World Poetry Day and I had the pleasure and privilege of accompanying a group of students to our local care home, where they performed poetry they had written for the residents. It was a wonderful and moving experience to see these young people engage with such care, kindness, and interest with the older [...]
Searching
Are we all Caught In an endless search? For love For faith For fulfilment For purpose For understanding For peace For comfort For home For away For that certain Unnameable Something That we crave Without knowing What it is. Is the whole of Humanity Caught In an endless seeking? A seeking in which Every time [...]
Winter
Just when it seems That the world has Withdrawn Into itself And skeletal trees stand testament to a Lifeless Season, We hang stars on every branch and bough And light candles in every window, Bringing warm hope To the cold night. When it seems the whole world should be Hibernating, Hidden away and Waiting [...]
Borrowed With Thanks
When she woke, it was gone. Everything else was in its rightful place: watch laid out on the bedside table, its gentle tick having lulled her to sleep hours before; earrings placed carefully side by side, hooks aligned so as not to become entangled with the copper filigree leaves that hung below; bracelet creating an [...]
Come Home To Rest
The Earth smoulders With the turning of the season And the clouds drift down To kiss the burning land. A veil of tears Lands softly on flaming leaves But even heaven’s weeping Cannot dull the Rioting palette Of autumn’s inferno. And when the most parts, Making way for the pale light Of winter’s promise, And [...]
Sharing a Snippet
I seem to keep promising myself two things: that I will write more, and that I will share some of what I write. I am never very good at keeping either of these promises. During my wonderful stay at Gladstone's Library I had intended to write some short stories and maybe a bit of poetry. [...]
If In Doubt, Go To The Library
I am just coming to the end of four glorious days staying at Gladstone's Libary in North Wales. It is housed in a beautiful red brick building and is one of the finest residential libraries going. Staying here has been an introverted bookworm's dream, and was the ideal place to nurture the aspiring writer in [...]
Thrive In Chaos 