after The Strangest Things in the World by Thomas R. Henry (1958) Mr Harper's harshnessand vicious speech resoundsdenigrating and demeaningbirds he doesn't likeThe poor gannet : the booby,is first called stupid,before he even gives its nameand the unfortunate frigate birdis... Continue Reading →
Bug heap Like ants they huddle in tiny capsules of air underground, praying the termites above pass them by.But termites, we all know, destroy everything in their path, in their quest of dominance and supremacy.Vicitms of their own victimhood, they... Continue Reading →
To Max Your idea of fun is to grab the balland run and run and run,swerving away last minutewhen I foolishly reach for it!But should I sit down,there you are:dropping the balllike a mic at my feet,as though to say:"Oi,... Continue Reading →
He lived as nature's order ordainedA life unconstrainedUntil he befriended manAnd was viciously slainBy a villain wielding a spade! Inspired by Ring of Bright Water by Gavin Maxwell Prompt: we’d like to challenge you to write – without consulting the... Continue Reading →
The swoosh slurp sound of the surf hitting the rocks draws me closer to the water's edge, daring me to dip a toe or hand into the water. The salty breeze is a warm caress that wipes away cares and... Continue Reading →
Sunshine peeps through cloudsPouring and laden with showers!Really, one cannot rely on no rainInclement weather is always biding timeNurturing fat drops of laughterGrinning wide as they drop on the unsuspecting We shudder and run for doorwaysIntent on dodging cloud laughterNew... Continue Reading →
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. Hi, I see you remembered where we hid the time capsule. Good on you! I always wondered if you would reach 100, considering I thought as a child I'd never reach 30! And... Continue Reading →
What have we done with the vermin?Elected them to work in Stormont!What have we done with all the scum?Gave them our money for nothing! How should we now then proceed?Sack them all and have them keelhauled!How can we have our... Continue Reading →
How many days have you been gone now Mum? It feels like yesterday/eternity Time is meaningless and my days are numb My heart broken: there's no certainty Some are filled with agony and strain The next I laugh, joke and... Continue Reading →
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