The [whether] Girl

You did it now. Her skin, eyes and mouth included, have frozen over as the supposed puddles you don't believe in have turned into black ice.
Cherry

When I'm Drunk

Poem about how when I'm drunk things don't always go according to plan.

A Flat Minstrel

A Flat Minstrel Beneath the pine trees, beneath the midnight moon I lay; a flat minstrel - composing, de-composing.

Tell Me Friend

Tell me friend, will I haunt your thoughts tonight? While you lie with him will you remember I stemmed your tears and held your hand tight And made the anger possible to bear?

Bank Holiday Weekend

Five minutes later his high powered Renault failed to make the corner at the end of the Pier Road and hit the harbor wall at high speed.
Cherry

I hunt silence

I found this place by drawing a house, two windows with a front door between them and moved in.

Like a Fury at the Dervish Hall

Like a fury at the Dervish Hall The hillside's fiery Torch Did from an ashen-visaged dome Scorch Ice to quosh for a sinuous and darker curl And then fell Revitalising
Story of the week

Marcus

...it was a nearly a draw in the 'who sounded most pissed when saying goodbye' competition. His mum and dad edged it though.
Cherry

Namesake

Marrying a dwarf had shrunk his expectations. Friends, arranged the blind date where he'd nearly missed her in the bar, hidden by the grown-up sized world.

Poppy

A Remebrance day poem

Pages