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The Rickmansworth Writer’s Group

Hello Readers, This week, I attended the Rickmansworth Writer’s Group at Costa Coffee – in Rickmansworth. I had always wanted to attend a writing group, so when I saw this group advertised locally, I...

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Clown

I had been drawn into a dark circus of a world; a world where high-wired voices had giggled so delicately, over nothing. This is the spirit of the circus, they had voiced with curled lips, and it’s...

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Popworld

  Midnight, beats pumping, last orders. She watches him; he winks. She smears gloss to hungry lips. Gloss, she thought, it always mesmerizes him. Morning after; their heads throb, and he induces...

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The Rickmansworth Writer’s Group

Hello Readers, I attended the Rickmansworth Writers Group for the second time on 2nd March 2014. As usual, the group organiser Mike Loveday (a published writer who teaches writing to adults in...

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The Forage

An apricot sunrise seethed through the misty moors. She wandered grasslands; pulled lady’s smock by their roots, by the heaps. Her necklet loosened; it fell, unbeknownst to her. In the sky, Parakeets...

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Life

Ernest Burroughs pulled the well-thumbed life manual close to his face. His cataract eyes failed him; so he sniffed out the written words with his white-haired nostrils. The words travelled his nasal...

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Rootless

Hello Readers, This month I was given the wonderful opportunity to write an exclusive flash fiction called ‘Rootless’, for Paula Lawes, who owns and runs an online magazine called ‘Tips for Growers’ at...

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Ralf

I take a turn, my feet pace To a double beat Down dreary street I’m clipped of all good fortune My lip is blue, broken From the devil’s punch Blood-winced, I wail, Like a big-mouthed lion with a...

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Wishing you all a frightful evening…

Hello Readers, Well the sun is setting and the moon is brightening, on this still and autumnal Halloween in London. I cannot think of a better day than to send out a big THANK YOU to all of my readers...

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Rootless

She had woken in a loveless society that admired nothing more than its own reflection. She had commuted dank streets for years, with her coat collar tucked protectively in the crook of her neck;...

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Blink

A medley of Bach was the only thing that could silence her mind, in this racing city. She pressed the volume up on her Ipod. The iconic chords managed to dumb-out the sound of her heavy stilettos upon...

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Torn

The roses in the garden were wilting, as though they were nodding their approval of your ignorance towards me. So I tugged them from the earth, removed their mocking heads, and threw them into the sad...

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Rootless

She had woken in a loveless society that admired nothing more than its own reflection. She had commuted dank streets for years, with her coat collar tucked protectively in the crook of her neck;...

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Blink

A medley of Bach was the only thing that could silence her mind, in this racing city. She pressed the volume up on her Ipod. The iconic chords managed to dumb-out the sound of her heavy stilettos upon...

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Torn

The roses in the garden were wilting, as though they were nodding their approval of your ignorance towards me. So I tugged them from the earth, removed their mocking heads, and threw them into the sad...

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Prism Dreams

I long to roll down the river called Prism Dreams; to feel the night sky percolate the open pores of my skin. But I heard that the riverboat overturned last winter; had kicked all of the stars out of...

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The Carver

Wishing you all a Happy 2021! I haven’t written in a very long time, but one of my new year goals is to do writing to a set time limit and post regularly. This is a free-style poem that I wrote today...

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Through my Lens

No matter which way the wind blows, or how the snow lands on your lashes, inside your stormy winter roads, out here in the dust and frozen clay, you are hell-bent on survival, because the camera loves...

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Magnolia

The force of four walls,Magnolia strength,Cream deliciousness,You push the temples of your headwith firm fingertips,Pushing, bendingyour beaten head,to an alternative end.To free you from your...

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Near to You

I’m getting sentimental over you under Paris skies under this blanket of blue where the blossom falls upon the sun valley moon I’m gonna paper my walls with your love letters with my eyes bright open...

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