This started life as a practice blog. Then I realised that I had just written my first piece of micro-fiction! Long winding version here. The nice thing about this micro-bio is it applies pretty much to anybody under five foot two …
Who needs drugs?
Let’s go on a day trip. To the country? No, not exactly. We just nip to the place where the very walls vibrate their way from being oh-so-matter-of-factly Georgian and into a realm of bristling auras and dizzy spells and sages who know there’s a very fine line between heaven and hell. The Beast lurksContinue reading “Who needs drugs?”
The Eternal We
Bound in this perpetual motion of love, embracing each new common circumstance with the unconscious knowing of those who strive to carve out – befitting of each his purpose – that illusive destiny. Here, now, we find ourselves, you and I, each seeking to comprehend our part, grasp the ties that surely bind us, unravelContinue reading “The Eternal We”
The Poet
I follow the path of poets of old. Their voices beckon me into the fold, Many cut short in the days of their prime, but nevertheless remembered in rhyme. For somehow in the throes of death, They cry out with mortal breath “O kindred spirits, living or departed, carry on the work I started.” ForContinue reading “The Poet”
The Cairnpapple Mystery
Take me to Cairnpapple, where the stars knowingly wink and the sky drops little hints of more universal love than it knows with what to do, where spy satellites blink – in disbelief perhaps of what they know is true. I hear the earth moves at Cairnpapple, trembling to her very core. Some primal rhythmContinue reading “The Cairnpapple Mystery”
The Twa Scorpies
THERE once lived a big scorpion who decided one day to leave its kind and find its way in the world. Scorpions are by their very nature averse to the company of other scorpions but this one in particular wanted to get as far away as possible. As far as it knew, it was theContinue reading “The Twa Scorpies”
Stranger than fiction
BOXING DAY 2014. As usual the telly is crap. Flicking through the mindless list of channels, we finally stumble across Jonathan Creek and I declare “Aha!”. Since it was once rather compelling, it is logical to think that it might still be, even if we are about to watch a repeat. However, as we become drawn into the clever weave of mystery andContinue reading “Stranger than fiction”
As The Crow Flies
MIDNIGHT had long passed and it was raining hard. Visibility was limited to that which was illuminated by the bright flecks of driving rain caught in the beam of the headlights. All else was black. The dance was now a distant memory. Despite the conditions and a bloodstream full of whisky, the man in theContinue reading “As The Crow Flies”
Just sayin’
If you admire or feel privileged to have known someone, or they taught you something of value that you have never forgotten, tell them now. Don’t wait until they’re gone.”
Red Road
Tall and gaunt, Bleak and still, These edifices of humanity. As I look out of my cocoon, I wonder what takes place Behind these holes called windows. What misery, What joy, What love Goes on before my very nose. And as I look out, I feel That someone on the other side Is sharing inContinue reading “Red Road”
