There. is. nothing. Hours. days. weeks. Nothing. Thoughtless voids of calming drought. Scratching. Nothing. Scratching. Scratching at the words that flow fast and free bouncing joy from the skies the rainbow the line at the edge of forever. Sonic with invincibility. I’m the infinite lives hack. My thoughts are so strong you cannot touch meContinueContinue reading “Cyclothymia”
Author Archives: Peter Wyn Mosey
From a Rainbow to a Tragedy
From a Rainbow to a Tragedy carries on from yesterday’s Sequin’s, Stardust, and Rust (Since Nat wanted more). If anyone wants more, I can continue…let me know! From a Rainbow to a Tragedy In life, he’d been a rainbow, but in death, his life was spun into tragedy. Blackened. The rush to review his lyricsContinueContinue reading “From a Rainbow to a Tragedy”
Flashback Friday #7 – Dreaming of Walls
Dreaming of Walls It’s been a while since I last posted a Flashback Friday, however, buoyed by the fact that in the last 48 hours I’ve had more page-views than in the whole of April combined (hello and thank you, new followers!!) I thought I’d share some of my older work. I have recently beenContinueContinue reading “Flashback Friday #7 – Dreaming of Walls”
Nowhere More Familiar
Nowhere More Familiar There is nowhere more familiar than 96 pixels per inch — than 26 lines of acid ruled, A5 pages, blank. These voids used to fill me with dread — but the blank page this soulless empty is the space I know best Just a quick one-minute poem about my appreciation of theContinueContinue reading “Nowhere More Familiar”
Sequins, Stardust and Rust
Sequins, Stardust, and Rust It was just sequins and stardust and rust that sputtered from the dead singer’s mouth. No more words. Twenty-seven and finally ticking the last cliche off the checklist before heading to the great gig in the sky. Dead on stage for the world to see. Dead on stage for the tik-tokContinueContinue reading “Sequins, Stardust and Rust”
You can believe what you want but it doesn’t make it the truth
You can believe what you want but it doesn’t make it the truth- a poem by peter wyn mosey As the internet creaks with lockdown fueled conspiracy theories with racist connotations, and we have to endure jokes about kung-flu, it really does remind me that you can believe what you want, but it doesn’t makeContinueContinue reading “You can believe what you want but it doesn’t make it the truth”
Spoken Word Saturday
Last week, for Peoplespeakup’s online gathering of Spoken Word Saturday, I had my piece Worn Down Locked Down featured (Go and read it, if you haven’t already done so!). Peoplespeakup is a local social art group that uses spoken word, writing, and storytelling for building community and well-being. I don’t really very often read anythingContinueContinue reading “Spoken Word Saturday”
as i purge my soul.
Here’s a short poem called “as i purge my soul”. As the COVID-19 lockdown has become The Great Spring Clean (that’s how it’ll be referred to in the history books at least) I’ve been purging. I need to do an emotional purge and learn to let negatives go. I’ve been hitting a bit of aContinueContinue reading “as i purge my soul.”
Worn Down Locked Down
What day was it tomorrow? Worn down locked down. We binged on tiger kings and tiger bread so long that I lost time down the back of the sofa along with the TV remote. The sky has been either black or blue. Never grey or white. And now it could be yesterday or it couldContinueContinue reading “Worn Down Locked Down”
The Queen And I, By MultipleMichael
Multiple Michael has again been digging up ancient pictures of my face with a baby beard, this time he puts the Queen and I together in a frame that clearly breaks all of the rules of social distancing. As surreal as ever, I wonder how far back he had to trawl my Instagram feed toContinueContinue reading “The Queen And I, By MultipleMichael”
Flashback Friday #6 – Pied
Image by chris s from Pixabay Today’s Flashback Friday is Pied, a piece of theatre that I wrote back in 2010. Pied has three acts. Each act portrays a different viewpoint of a pandemic, referencing theories and versions of the Pied Piper’s story. I wanted to share the whole of the last act of PiedContinueContinue reading “Flashback Friday #6 – Pied”
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Does Anyone Else Feel…?
Does anyone else feel as though whenever they do anything non-pandemic related, such as unlock the car, or let the dog out to the yard, that they are seven minutes into a disaster movie? There is no non-diegetic music. We only see the characters in a cut frame. A hand. An arm. We see themContinueContinue reading “Does Anyone Else Feel…?”
Exciting Writing Prompts #25
Are you stuck indoors hiding from the coronavirus and looking for some exciting writing prompts to keep you busy? Well fear not, here are the prompts that you need for your next writing project! Having a creative challenge might be just what you need to lift your spirits and give you some distraction from theContinueContinue reading “Exciting Writing Prompts #25”
WordPress Blog Migration Part 3
Recently, I have talked about WordPress Blog Migration a fair bit. I have moved away from WordPress.com, and I am now on the self-hosted version, WordPress.org. As I have mentioned previously, I am on a learning curve. Existing followers of the site may have noticed glitchy behavior from my site, and I am hoping thatContinueContinue reading “WordPress Blog Migration Part 3”
The Last Living Tree On Earth
The last living tree on earth had grown weary of breathing for the whole planet. Its arms stretched out holding sway against the wind. And for what? This scorched earth below, crawling with parasites with bottled gasses to keep themselves alive? These reckless hubristic masters of the universe. These multiplying deities with their technologies andContinueContinue reading “The Last Living Tree On Earth”
Writing Collaboration #18 – Moving
It seems like forever since I last posted a writing collaboration. I do still have a couple in my inbox, so apologies to anyone who has been waiting for a long time for me to get to them. Life seems so hectic this year and I cannot believe that I have just blinked and itContinueContinue reading “Writing Collaboration #18 – Moving”
New Creative Writing Prompts #24
Hello again poets, playwrights, novelists, and flash fiction writers. Here are this week’s new creative writing prompts. If you are new to this and have never used any of my creative writing prompts in the past, then the rules are very simple. Pick a writing prompt from the selection below. Don’t dwell on it forContinueContinue reading “New Creative Writing Prompts #24”
More Lessons From Blog Migration
Teething troubles are still occurring, and, although I am enjoying all of the new features that came about because of my move, I am not seeing the same level of interaction with regular readers.
He Was The Worst Dancer I Had Ever Seen
He was the worst dancer I had ever seen, all lies and left feet and the charmed ignorance of a baked bean. But without doubt there was reason, full of well-seasoned perfected truths honed in the fortress of his mind.
From The Hand of Multiple Michael
——PETERWYNMOSEY.COM—— — multiplemichael Yet again, I have been immortalised by the hand of the surreal genius that is Multiple Michael. The crazy thing about these amazing portraits is that I am never quite sure where he finds them, and I am never even aware that he has made them, meaning when I do come acrossContinueContinue reading “From The Hand of Multiple Michael”
Creative Writing Prompts #23
“You can’t wait for inspiration, you have to go after it with a club” – Jack London
Self-Hosting With WordPress: What You Need To Know
My site has now moved from wordpress.com and I am now self-hosting with wordpress.org. I have learnt a few things, which I will share for any other bloggers who are interested in making the switch over to self-hosted!