Category Archives: Poetry and Prose

Bandwagons and Books

No make-up selfies. Ice bucket challenge. What next? Something else to make the everyday person look a fool and feel forced to donate to charity, no doubt. Don’t get me wrong, I think charities deserve funding, and everyone loves an … Continue reading

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We are all Roses…

”We are like roses. Each of us a single flower. We start as a bud; so gentle and delicate that we need to keep ourselves enclosed. Safe from the outside world. Not yet strong enough to share our wonders and … Continue reading

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Going well…

Well, the ‘keeping up with writing my blog even though I’m not doing the photo challenge this month’ is going well….:P Not having a prompt, however difficult it was, means I’ve gone back to being uninspired…I want to write but … Continue reading

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Dark

As I start writing this, I realise it has started to get dark because it’s getting more and more difficult to see the keys on the keyboard. Black keys, in semi darkness is not helpful. *switches on light* 😛 Dark … Continue reading

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My Mood Today

As changeable as the wind, As varied as the flowers, As unstable as the waves. Calm like a lake, With a little dinghy sailing by. Smooth blue, Ripples of white. Peaceful, no worries. Sunny as a summer day, Not a … Continue reading

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Leafy

A leafy glade, A sheltered spot. A place to hide away. Covered by the canopy above. Protected from the rain. The wind blows through. An icy breeze, Cutting you to the bone. The leaves no protection now, They part and … Continue reading

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Watching

‘A chink in the curtains. A gap letting in a shaft of light to where she sat. Waiting. Crouched in a small space no bigger than her bedroom cabinet. Her legs were going numb, pins and needles had started in … Continue reading

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