"half jewel"

a three string haiku
Cherry

Awakening

NOT POETRY!! FOR ONCE!! An extract from the (current) novel I am 'trying' to write...any thoughts welcome!

Surrounded

Surrounded A myriad voices Drifting by Living Moving I listen Pieces here and there caress my ears ‘And she texted me that she liked him....’ Lives going on their way Feeling

Lumber Puncture

Look him in the eye, Underneath you are growing thick horns, Move your spine towards his brick fist, Bum now twisting on a medical trolley, Every nerve of yours is stretched like putty,

A Prisoner's Lament

Bending down upon his knees Thoughts whirl around his brain, He mumbles words of remorse For that which caused such pain; Like the Sword of Damocles Hanging above his head

All is Calm and Still

A wisp of blue Morning mist Caresses the mirrored lake As a pale yellow sun Slowly filters through; Two Mute Swans Sail effortlessly by In stately splendour. A rivulet trickles

In Search of Inspiration

My pen sleeps, Each impulse Is lost In the vas labyrinth Of Thought. The waiting page Remains blank Until… I look into her eyes… I feel her smile… I hear her heart…

Beautiful Inside

Appearances can be deceptive, And to the superficial gaze The outside seems dull and grey Plain looking in many ways, Yet, when a crack causes Water to seep slowly through,

Great Uncle Kenneth

He has a hump on his back and is missing a thumb. Trapped in the sawmill when he was young. He stoops over the table Drinks tea from a tiny cup Dwarfed in his coarse fingers.

Nana

Nana and I knit. I sit on the red puffe at her feet. She is mild when no one else is here. When I drop a stitch she picks it up.

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