I must risk writing badly If I am to write at all But what if nothing comes? No ideas big or small No dragons breathing fire Or knights in suits of steel No aliens or monsters No queens or spinning wheels To make a story out of nothing can seem an impossible feat How to … Continue reading Jots and Scribbles
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The Goshawk Part 2
The goshawk bristled in angerAs she set down on a branch to restHow dare they cast her outAll she’d done was try her bestTo keep them safe from harmAnd the dangers of this earthShame on them if they could not seeAll that she was worthYet a sadness settled over herWeighing heavy on her heartShe’d never … Continue reading The Goshawk Part 2
The Goshawk
The goshawk canvassed the forestspreading her news for the dayMore trees have fallenmore fruit is stolenthe end is on its wayPerhaps next yearor the one after thatbut all the signs were thereIf one listened to the gossip of the goshawk Light of wing on the air She sowed her seeds of warning as she flew … Continue reading The Goshawk
Fatberg
A monster was sighted in Sidmouth Sixty-four metres wide Longer than a commercial plane Too big for the sewer to hide In the depths of the drainage system Its bulk caused a blockage that backed up the pipes Yet the monster continued to grow in size Because people kept flushing their wipes And pouring oil … Continue reading Fatberg
Pheasant
A pheasant burst from the bushes Screeching its colourful cry Fingernails on blackboard boards Ungainly skip to the sky Pheasants are birds for certain But must have been at the back of the queue When flying skills were meted out Panicked bobbing, gait askew Yet they must have been at the front For their feathers … Continue reading Pheasant
The Valkyries
The Valkyries were ridinga crescendo nearing peakThe blues played on behind thembut I was too in awe to speakThey rode that day a second timefrom the pages of a bookI wondered would they ride a thirdbut was too afraid to lookThe battles I’ve been fightingare within and not withoutMy courage slow to risingin a head … Continue reading The Valkyries
Ordinary Magic
I used to see the sunset Glorious shades of pink and blue Overwhelmed by its magnificence I knew not what to do The swooping owl the glistening grass the ancient knotted tree So much natural beauty To smell and touch and see Helplessly enthralled by Earth’s beauty and its grace Lost in insignificance how could … Continue reading Ordinary Magic
Salary
If celery were salary perhaps we’d all live healthily but money’s bought and money’s sold no longer backed by the price of gold the salt of the earth if you work hard enough not worth your salt if the getting gets tough in times of Rome it was salt you see whose ownership would set … Continue reading Salary
The winds of change
It creeps up without notice soft and stealthy on the breezeA growing sense of discomforta burgeoning uneaseYou wonder how you got here doing nothing but the sameStaying still won’t stave its coming when you’re playing the long game It announces its arrival like a big slap in the faceKnocking you lopsided when all was poise … Continue reading The winds of change
The Silent Sparrow
The house sparrows felt at home in the noise and din of another day Chirping, chirruping, chattering, tweeting all they had to say Banter was their birth-right, they made their presence known Quarrel by name and nature, seeds of gossip daily sewn But one young sparrow merely listened, to the chatter of all the rest … Continue reading The Silent Sparrow
Rae Cod’s Writing 