Inspiration point (IP)
This week there is a lot of to-do about Storms. All the seagulls have disappeared. Where do they go? (Someone suggested they are tucked up in a secret snug, drinking hot chocolate and playing cards till it all blows over). So, this Week's Inpiration Point is STORM. Sheltering from one, causing one, out in one. Metaphorical, Meteorological, poem or prose, please write about a Storm!
And while you are thinking up what to write, I hope you keep safe and dry and warm
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Jewels in the Tarmac (IP)
A treasured time when school is out, morning lie-ins, laze about; those treasured days, start of new terms, Mum’s ‘window’ 9-3 returns. A treasured time when health’s renewed,
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My First Kiss
One of the only decent memories I have of him.
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cherries
on my apron, hung, one bow missing. glass bowl cradling three apples. my scarf and his crumpled on the table empty box of green jasmine tea, his. tete-a-tetes in too small a pot, mine.
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Together Alive
It finally hit me that I would never see him again when I took a scoop of dirt and put it onto his casket. As I did so, I started to cry. It was the...
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Untitled
I behold the blank page eying me From its right angled corners Tunnelling my vision into its Bare expressionlessness Perfect lines are on its surface Begging to be intruded by
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