If the mind of the flesh is death and the mind of the spirit is life and peace then surely the voice of silence is an abyss of empty darkness while heads buried in the sand (maybe from fear) (maybe... Continue Reading →
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I've recently taken up cycling- in a desperate bid to avoid medication my doctor keeps threatening me with. It's been an adventure of thrills and spills that have had me laughing (very hard) at myself and reveling in this new... Continue Reading →
As I pull on my doubts as if adjusting the hem of my skirt I am sure of only one thing It’s not more money I require It’s not for fame I sing It’s not for more friends to acquire... Continue Reading →
I used to call it “my” fear but I’ve put a stop to that I will no longer have it so near Instead, I answer it back whenever it opens it’s cavernous mouth - to attack But never does it... Continue Reading →
What nickname do I give a song sparked by the sight of a smile? What synonym do I append to a laugh that whistles like the wind? ‘Tis only a poem I can think of -a poem I pen anytime... Continue Reading →
I watch as the rain runs its hands all over your body while a gentle wind wraps you in its embrace -all the while covering your face in blue leafy kisses I watch as the cold decides to put away... Continue Reading →
Beware the bearers of silence for they are showing you a strength in carrying weighted words Words- nestled in a voiceless box that rearrange themselves but are in no hurry to be released Words that lie in a languid stupor... Continue Reading →
There was a time when, if I dropped something, I'd pick it up without a second thought. Nowadays, when that happens, I yell for the kids (all the way upstairs or across town) to come pick it up! My yester... Continue Reading →
For Dverse, a 144 word flash fiction including the line ‘When far away, an interrupted cry’. Diary entry 299. That's the number of days it's been since London fell. The generator powering this observatory is rapidly failing and and I... Continue Reading →
