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Poetry

The uninvited guest

On 24th March 2023

Candles scented with honeysuckle. Warm woollen rug softens natural wood floors. Magnolia walls reflecting fresh morning daylight. A snow white sofa singing of wealth. Contrasting cushions positioned just so. An elegant coffee table polished to a rich oak glow. You…

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Paperclips and shoes

On 18th February 2022

From the moment we wake until we fall asleep at the end of the day we interact with everyday objects. This collection of poetry tells the stories of two types of objects. The first type, featured in Part I: Lost…

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Heroes and villains

On 25th June 2021

I have always been fascinated by the dividing line between heroes and villains. One of my favourite villains is Loki in the Marvel Universe. A complex character who is emotionally damaged and acts out of that place of hurt. Because…

Short Stories

Iced gems

On 6th April 2021

The letter from the school is a chastisement. Iced Gems are not considered a suitably nutritional element of a packed lunch. Too sugary. Empty calories. Please do better in future. I crumple the letter and toss it in the bin….

Short Stories

Cat filters and rainbows

On 26th March 2021

Stephanie wanted to believe there was light at the end of the tunnel. In fact, she was squinting into the distance for all she was worth. Her head ached from the effort of it. She wondered if it had been…

Poetry

Breadcrumbs of hope

On 13th February 2021

Choose to follow the breadcrumbs of hope scattered by those who refuse to be buried beneath the weight of pessimism and despair. Not always easy to spot, but look close, they are there, waiting to lead you home. Author’s note:…

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Saved by a D minor chord

On 29th January 2021

I fell into silence; allowed it to devour me. Told myself it was better to shed the complexity of language. But, the beauty of a D minor chord slipped through my defences, begging for a companion, pleading for a lyric….

Poetry

Hush

On 22nd January 2021

I am always moving Time says hush. Slumped in darkness, alone on the sofa, a little silence enrobes me. Here I am on hiatus Hush yourself, Father Time. Soon everything will move again, the cymbal of time will ring, and…

Poetry

The knock

On 2nd January 2021

Be in the moment. Even on the grey rainy days Because a knock may come on the door of your life An opportunity. A moment of change. Sometimes loud. Sometimes as quiet as the beat of your heart. Live a…

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