Back in the day a holiday cost only the pounds that were paid I’d book it and my only worry was the flight being somewhat delayed Perhaps lost luggage or a crap hotel or being accosted by a thief But never before has a trip abroad cost me so much in time and grief The … Continue reading The Price You Pay for a Holiday
creative writing
Start Here
Photo by Vicky Tran on Pexels.com When I sit down at my desk and nothing comes to write My brain begins to freeze, my mind goes into flight The doubting Thomas in my head pipes up unhelpfully Stop playing at this writing game, let’s go back to sleep It’s tempting to comply, as the blank … Continue reading Start Here
Crouching Tiger Hidden Spider
Crouching tiger, hidden spider, a scream when she’s revealed Eight hairy legs and bulbous body, which a teddy bear had concealed Get it Mum! Shouts everyone, as hysteria starts to take hold Improvised weapons hastily fashioned, magazines tightly rolled Mum calls for calm, pleas to disarm, projecting an aura of zen A spider, she said … Continue reading Crouching Tiger Hidden Spider
Snakes in the Grass
Another story published thanks to the team at Gobblers/Masticadores. The opening paragraphs of this story were written in a creative writing class I took a couple of years ago, but I only recently got round to finishing it. It was inspired by a friend who works with cows, but I hasten to add that the … Continue reading Snakes in the Grass
Into the Now
What purpose does it serve To have your mind a-whir Of thoughts and words and busy things When all the world’s right here Before your eyes, under your touch, to taste, to smell, to hold Come out of your head and into the earth, let yourself be bold Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed … Continue reading Into the Now
Robbin’ Hood
Thirteen miles to go at the start line of the race It’s a marathon not a sprint, so I set a steady pace Actually it’s half of that but let’s not get pedantic It’s lit-er-ally figurative, no need to stress semantics But if we’re being honest, I’m in it for the cash I wore a … Continue reading Robbin’ Hood
Carry On Crow
The crow sat still as stone, bathed in silver light Taking in the stillness and the quiet of the night She used to know a time, when solitude held sway But her world had moved on to a different song, life got in the way Every now and then, when it had almost got too … Continue reading Carry On Crow
Target Practice
For some reason I found it entertaining to read this week's offering out loud in the voice of an aristocratic Sergeant Major, perhaps with a surname like Ramsbottom de Pippington, or something equally grand sounding. It's not obligatory, but it is fun. The pigeon had a complex, one could argue rightly so His coos disdained … Continue reading Target Practice
Hazel and the Earthworm
She followed the path without question, as millions before her had doneTook pride in reaching each milestone, as she ticked them off one by oneShe followed the line and rose upwards, strong, straight, steady and trueBut slowly began to falter, as the next milestone vanished from viewShe paused to gather her strength, then picked up … Continue reading Hazel and the Earthworm
Stung
I’ve often felt that wasps, have been misunderstood If the Universe created them, they must embody good So I made myself a promise, to never flinch again When a wasp buzzes by, look in its eye, slowly count to ten For days and weeks this little trick, worked magic like a charm As they flew … Continue reading Stung
