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

 

Inspiration point

Is the grass greener ...? (IP)

Shortie said to Bean-pole, ‘I wish that I was tall!’ Bean-pole said to Shortie, ‘I’d rather be quite small! I feel just so conspicuous, up here above you all.’

FEELS LIKE A BLANK SPACE SOMETIMES

A poem that describes the disconnected feelings of someone looking for peace, love and meaning.

When the Miners Took on the Majors

Could be straight out of the comic books, but this is a true tale of the Davids of the soccer world taking on and beating the Goliaths.

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